Yun Ya's heart suddenly ached when he heard him mention Brother Yan.
"With me here, you'll surely live to ninety-nine, but the prerequisite is, you must listen to me, do you hear?"
"Oh." Yun Ya's muffled voice came from under the covers.
Zhang Huasheng revealed a satisfied smile, "That's my obedient disciple."
As more time passed, Wu Hen couldn't hold back any longer and pushed the door open, only to see Yun Ya already awake, while the old Chinese doctor sat by the bedside, mumbling something. Upon his entrance, the doctor abruptly stopped talking and glared at him displeased.
"Do you have manners? Why didn't you knock before entering?"
"Sorry, I am worried about the Princess's illness."
Considering the man's relatively good attitude, Zhang Huasheng didn't hold it against him and leisurely began tidying up the medicine box.
Wu Hen stepped quickly forward and asked, "How is the Princess's illness?"
"Not good."
Wu Hen took a deep breath, "Please enlighten me, sir."
