Olivia Jenkins dialed the second call, and the situation was the same.
Could it be that Daniel Marshall's illness has worsened?
Biting her lower lip lightly, Olivia Jenkins pondered for a moment and then called Auntie Jane.
"Is he... at home?"
Startled for a moment, Auntie Jane came back to her senses and quickly said, "The master is home."
Olivia Jenkins's eyes sparkled, "Is he upstairs?"
"Yes!"
"Has he... is he running a fever again? Is his cough very severe? Has he seen a doctor?"
Auntie Jane was confused, "The master hasn't come downstairs yet, I don't know, I'll go check now. When the master came home yesterday afternoon, he was still coughing. As Mr. Howard said, the doctor told him to rest well, avoid catching cold, and take care of his health."
Suddenly, Olivia Jenkins furrowed her eyebrows and fell silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Auntie Jane checked the master bedroom and called the master, but there was no response.
