Song Xiaoniang wanted to argue, but found herself at a loss for words, and could only storm off in fury.
Su Yu gently pursed her lips in a smile, and mockingly thought to herself, The ignorant ought to learn when to keep silent!
Afterward, Su Yu turned to Young Master Tutor Lin, her tone filled with concern, "Master Han, looking at your weary appearance, you must have been worried about the Old Lady's illness for many days, resulting in your inability to rest. Later, I will prescribe you a tranquilizing medicine. After taking it, you must rest well for the night. With me here, you can be at ease about the Old Lady!"
Young Master Tutor Lin's gaze tenderly fell on the Old Lady's calm and serene sleeping face, finally finding a trace of solace amid his anxiety and concern.
"Then I must trouble Doctor Su."
His words were replete with trust and gratitude, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.
