Without a warning, Chu Yan let go of her hand and said, "Rest early."
It was already night. Liu Sanniang returned to her room, cleaned up, and went to bed.
...
Zhang Shuangshuang was lying on the bed with a pale face. Her maid, Qing Mei, kept crying in front of the bed. She kept wringing the handkerchief and placing it on Zhang Shuangshuang's forehead. From time to time, she would check Zhang Shuangshuang's body temperature.
"Miss, you must hold on. I'll go get a doctor for you now."
Qing Mei got up and rummaged through the cabinet. There was not a single dime left in the empty drawer. Qing Mei bit her lower lip as tears fell silently.
Who would have thought that the daughter of the Left Censor-in-chief would not have any money?
Zhang Shuangshuang almost passed out. She shivered. "Cold…"
