The night gradually deepened.
Lamps were lit in Fengyu Courtyard.
When Mu Yuanmou and his son Mu Liancheng entered, they were immediately met with the strong scent of medicine.
Mu Liancheng furrowed his brows as he followed his father inside, looking towards the Lian Family, who was leaning against the couch.
"Is Mother ill?" Mu Liancheng approached, asking softly to Jiang Yunuan.
Jiang Yunuan, with a somber expression, nodded and said, "After Lady returned this afternoon, Mother's chest has been tight, and she said she couldn't breathe. We called a doctor, and he prescribed some medicine. The smell of medicine in the room is intense, so I asked Mrs. Liu Menghai to take Sister Niang back first."
Mu Liancheng gently patted Jiang Yunuan's shoulder to comfort her, then casually pulled over an embroidered stool to sit down: "Mother, are you feeling any better?"
The Lian Family's face was pale, and her head was tied with a headband. She said nothing, only shook her head.
