This night passed in silence and a somewhat oppressive mood.
The next morning, Shang Ruyi woke up on the daybed in the side room. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Wo Xue muttering something to herself, carrying a basin of water in. Upon seeing her awake, she immediately said, "Young Madam, you're awake. The water has been fetched."
"Hmm."
Shang Ruyi got up, but first walked into the inner room to check on Yu Wenye. He was still unconscious, his face ashen, lips pale, showing no improvement from before. However, fortunately, he had not vomited throughout the night, and each time when she checked his breathing, it wasn't obstructed.
At least, he could still hold on for two more days.
Thinking this, Shang Ruyi quietly watched him for a while before turning to leave.
