"I'm just worried about you." Mo Weiyi said, almost in tears, "Do you understand how scared you made me last night?"
Looking at his granddaughter's perfect, flaw-free face, Lord Mo was slightly touched and sighed, "I know you're worried about me, but no matter what, you shouldn't resort to hitting people, should you? What if..."
He suddenly stopped talking.
The room fell quiet.
Mo Weiyi was puzzled and couldn't help but ask him, "What 'if'...?"
Lord Mo smiled, changing the subject, "Just before, you said you were feeling a bit feverish, do you want to see a doctor downstairs? Maybe get an IV drip? Don't let it get worse later."
"No need," Mo Weiyi immediately declined, "I've already taken fever medicine. I should be fine after a nap."
"That's a relief."
After a while, Mo Yaoxiong returned.
Lord Mo spoke, "Yebai, take Yiyi home to rest. I have servants taking care of me here. There's no need to worry too much."
Xiao Yebai stood, "Alright."
