Summoned by Song Zhiyuan, Song Zhiqing had no choice but to go, even if he was reluctant, he hurriedly left Plum Garden.
As soon as he left, all strength seemed to drain from Madam Lu's body; she felt weak, her body swayed, and she propped herself against the table, her lips pale.
"Madam." Nanny Zhou stepped forward, supporting her as she moved towards the Arhat bed.
Madam Lu had barely taken a step when she cried out in shock.
Nanny Zhou was startled and almost let Madam Lu rest her entire weight against her as she helped her sit on the Arhat bed. She then knelt down, lifted her skirt, and removed her socks.
"Heavens."
Looking down, Madam Lu saw her left ankle was severely swollen and throbbing with pain.
Nanny Zhou, full of concern, looked up at her face, which bore a fresh, red handprint, and said, "Madam, we should call the physician from the residence to bandage you up."
Madam Lu nodded. With her ankle in such a state, it needed attention.
