Royal Hospital, the sky was gradually darkening, Tang Qingxue lay on the hospital bed. Although she had undergone gastric lavage, she could still feel the bitter taste of the medicine, which was unbearable.
She had given Tang Shize a task, but she didn't know when he would be able to find her an accurate piece of news.
Now, apart from waiting silently for the future, there was no other way...
After all, it was her family's hospital, much more comfortable here than staying in Yeh Sha's Back Palace. At night, the nurse who came to hang the drip for her was a Nurse Jiang, naturally someone familiar.
"Second Miss, how are you feeling now?" Nurse Jiang asked after hanging the drip.
"Hmm, much better! By the way, where is my uncle now? Can you ask him to come over?"
"Do you mean Old Uncle Tang Shizhong? He is no longer at the hospital." Nurse Jiang stood in front of Long Linger, her hands clasped, somewhat shyly.
"What do you mean?"
