By the time he got home it was nearing 2 am, and Auntie Lin surprisingly hadn't slept yet, dressed in her clothes just coming down the stairs. When she saw Shinian, she froze for a moment before a look of utter joy spread across her face, and she hurried down:
"Mr. Fu, you're finally back."
Shinian responded softly, "It's so late. Auntie Lin, you haven't slept yet?"
"How could I sleep?" Auntie Lin sighed. "Every half an hour I have to check on Mrs. Fu. If it weren't for her objection, I would have moved into the master bedroom to look after her. You haven't seen how Mrs. Fu looks; it's heartbreaking."
Shinian slightly hooked the corner of his lips:
"How is she?"
"I just checked, she might be asleep. It's almost the fourth day now, even an ironclad body can't hold up forever, but she still hasn't eaten, and she has lost a lot of weight."
"Mm," Shinian acknowledged softly, "Go get some rest, nothing will happen tonight."
