Miss Tenny said while walking to the bed. Dorothy was little touched in her heart, the only person in this villa who cared about her was only Ms. Tenny.
"Miss, I can't sit up. Can you help me? "
Dorothy opened her mouth to ask for help. Miss Tenny did not answer, but put the bowl of porridge to the side and quickly helped her up and leaned against the bed. Dorothy felt pain in her whole body, but she still tried to sit properly, looked at Miss Tenny and smiled again:
"Thank you, I've bothered you."
"Nothing. How are you feeling? Why are you feverish like this?"
Miss Tenny asked, obviously not knowing anything about last night. Dorothy did not know how to explain it properly, so she had to say:
"Perhaps because I work too much, my resistance is low, so I have a fever."
When Miss Tenny heard about it, she didn't ask much, but gave Dorothy a bowl of porridge to ask:
"Can you eat it yourself?"
Dorothy smiled bitterly:
