Madam Xia was truly terrified, haunted by the images from five years ago and not daring to think recklessly. She kept nodding, "I know, I know!" While speaking, she wiped her tears dry, "I'll go back first. There's a commotion in the courtyard. If she sees it, who knows what unpleasant words she'll utter."
Sixing did not dare to keep her and repeatedly instructed Xiuzhi to serve carefully.
As soon as Madam Xia left, Xiqiu woke up, her eyes red, but her expression remained calm.
"Miss... you're awake. Would you like some water? Hold on, I'll get it for you!" Sixing poured hot tea from the stove, helped Xiqiu sit up, and after drinking two cups, Xiqiu finally felt her parched throat ease considerably.
"What did the doctor say?" Initially feigning illness, she hadn't expected to actually fall ill.
