Having knocked on the door for ages without receiving a response, thinking she must not want to deal with him, Zhao Qinyi dejectedly returned to the guest room.
It was dinnertime when he discovered that Li Yuzhi had fallen ill, yet she hadn't come out of her room.
Sister Mu went to call her but no one answered. Worried, she knocked and entered the room.
As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Li Yuzhi wrapped tightly in blankets, her face pale. She hurried downstairs to fetch someone.
After examining her, Huo Sichen said, "She caught a chill from falling into the water. Her temperature isn't too high, but care needs to be taken tonight."
Sister Mu said, "I'll keep an eye on her. Don't worry, young master."
Zhao Qinyi objected, "I don't need you to watch over her. It was my fault Yuzhi fell into the water, so naturally, I should take care of her."
After saying this, he looked guiltily at the middle-aged woman sleeping nearby.
His heart felt heavy.
