In the afternoon, Zhulan went to see Wu Ning, who was sick. Upon entering Wu Ning's room, she found her feverish and lying red-faced. Angrily, Zhulan asked, "Why didn't you call for a doctor when you became sick yesterday?"
Wu Ning's mind was muddled with fever, "I thought it was just a cold and nothing serious. I didn't expect to pass out. I felt fine this morning."
Zhulan looked at Wu Ning's frail appearance, and her anger subsided somewhat, "Your aunt knows you're worried about your brother. You have to believe he's capable; he won't be harmed."
Wu Ning also wanted to believe in her brother. In her heart, he had always been her towering figure, yet she knew all too well how close to the border his county was, "My brother will definitely be all right."
