Bai Shuilian felt somewhat uneasy, rubbing her chest, always feeling as if a thousand-pound stone weighed on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
"What's wrong?"
Song Zhiqing looked over, seeing her brows furrowed, he couldn't help but ask with concern.
"It's nothing, it's just that the Old Madam invited Master Buhui to treat her, and you, sir, are not in the residence but accompanying me out. Will this not displease her?" Bai Shuilian said softly, "Why don't I go on my own, and you go back first?"
Song Zhiqing said, "I'm not a doctor, going back won't be of any use, staying at Chunhui Hall would only add to the chaos, I'm afraid it would only cause annoyance. I'll go pay my respects after we return."
Bai Shuilian inwardly cursed him as a fool, not even able to pretend properly. This position must have been obtained because of Song Zhiyuan's influence.
Her hand warmed as he held it, prompting her to smile and lean in, "Sir, you are truly kind to me."
