An Ning woke up again, and the first thing she saw was An Youyou's tear-filled eyes, "Mother, you're awake?"
An Ning frowned.
She had completely forgotten how she fainted.
"Mother, your fever is so severe, why didn't you say anything? What if you just die like this?" An Youyou started crying again.
An Ning hadn't expected it to be this serious.
She tried to move her body to get up.
"Mother, don't move. I asked the guard Lin to make some medicine for you, you should take it first," An Youyou said with a serious face.
"Medicine prepared by you?" An Ning asked.
"Yes." An Youyou nodded.
An Ning felt somewhat relieved.
After raising An Youyou for so many years, it seemed like it wasn't in vain.
Meanwhile.
An Ning saw Lin Zichan handing her the prepared medicine.
"Help me sit up a little," An Ning tried again, but felt weak and light.
An Youyou quickly took the medicine bowl from Lin Zichan's hands, "Guard Lin, help my mother, please."
Lin Zichan pressed his lips together.
