"Let me try," Xia Yinian said softly, composing herself.
This was her debt to Yu Wanqing; if she could, she certainly wanted to do something within her power.
Now she was just afraid that the person inside wouldn't give her a chance.
As soon as Xia Yinian spoke, everyone's attention turned to her.
"Alright, Miss Nian, please," the doctor said softly.
When the Third Young Master left, he specifically instructed them to take good care of Lady Qing. Unexpectedly, they were still standing at the door an hour later.
"Hmm," Xia Yinian nodded, taking the doctor's medicine box, and pushed the small cart handed to her by a nurse, stepping into the room.
Feeling someone coming in, Yu Wanqing, who was sitting on the bed, lifted her eyes to glance at the entrance.
"It's me, Xia Yinian," Xia Yinian said softly, meeting her gaze.
"Why have you come?" Yu Wanqing's fiery eyes swept over the person entering.
