Several minutes passed before Shen Cheng felt a slight recovery.
After coming out of the restroom, a servant helped her up the stairs and back to her room.
"Young Madam, would you like me to call the doctor?" the servant asked cautiously.
"Hmm."
Shen Cheng's voice sounded as weak as she looked.
"Yes."
After the servant left, she lay down on the bed and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table.
There were three missed calls, all from Ye Zi.
Thinking back to last night's plans to pick up someone from the airport, she frowned and redialed Ye Zi's number.
Soon, a system tone sounded, indicating the other party's phone was switched off.
She tried calling again but still could not get through and had to give up.
Just then, someone knocked on the door, followed by a female voice: "Miss Shen, I am Su Yanran, your personal doctor. I received a call saying you were feeling unwell, so I came over to check on you."
"Come in."
