Ye Shu was just about to explain when Ji Chunni's voice, shrill as a shrew, came through the radio waves, "Ye Shu, you money-losing good-for-nothing, stop pretending! I've already heard about it, you've taken back the Ye Mansion. Don't tell me this whole thing has been your doing from start to finish? You deliberately arranged for the court officials to put on this show, and then you even forced our Zifeng to go abroad, all so you could have the Ye Mansion to yourself, right?"
"Granny, what nonsense are you spouting? Give me the phone!"
"Am I spouting nonsense? What I'm saying is the truth!" Ji Chunni hung up the phone, fuming with anger.
Ye Shu wrinkled her brows, staring at the darkening phone screen, her head starting to throb.
"Miss Ye, this is the last IV bag. After this, you can be discharged. If you feel unwell at any time during this period, just ring the bell, and we'll come at once."
