"Grandpa is sick?" Enna Clark was taken aback, "Is it serious?"
When she saw the Old Master the day before yesterday, wasn't he still in good spirits? How did he fall ill so suddenly?
The Housekeeper could see her genuine concern and a relieved smile appeared on his affectionate face as he soothed her softly, "The Old Lord is fine, it's just a cold, but I couldn't stop worrying about him and insisted that the doctor take another look."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "By the way, Ms. Clark, if possible, could you please take care of the Old Lord for me while I go to call the doctor?"
"Of course, I'll go and make some plain rice porridge right away," Enna hesitated, then asked, "Do you know if Grandpa has eaten anything? If he hasn't, I'll make a little extra."
