The silly puppy couldn't enter the women's chamber and had to stay outside. Liu Shimei, leading Shu Yutong, entered Zhang Miaozhen's room.
Zhang Miaozhen was still lying on the bed.
Madam Jiang always welcomed people with a smiling face, but today, facing Liu Shimei, she couldn't muster a polite smile. Instead, with a face full of concern, she said, "Shimei, your timing is perfect. We were just thinking of sending someone to invite you over."
She sighed, "Since her brother brought her back last night, Miaozhen has been crying non-stop. She slept for a while in the second half of the night but was awakened by nightmares. By morning, her body was burning with fever."
"Madam, rest assured, with me here, Miaozhen will recover," Liu Shimei said as she sat on a round stool, examining Zhang Miaozhen's pulse.
