And the number?
Hua Wuyan looked down at the number in his hand that Shi Yan had given him, deep in thought.
Before Fu Tingyu could come over, a maid who was taking care of Qin Shu's daily life walked in.
"Young master, Miss Qin only ate a few mouthfuls of dinner again."
Hua Wuyan's expression froze.
The maid raised her eyes and looked carefully at her young master. "Young master, I'm guessing that Miss Qin must be sick to have lost her appetite."
Hearing this, Hua Wuyan frowned. He thought of that afternoon when Qin Shu looked exhausted. He suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go and see her."
The maid hurriedly said, "Young master, Miss Qin has already rested."
Hua Wuyan stopped and turned to look at the maid. He thought for a while and said, "Keep an eye on her. Tell me when she wakes up."
"Understood, young master." The maid nodded and turned around to leave.
