"Young Madam, is Young Master okay now?" Liu Ming asked expectantly.
Bei Shuo smiled bitterly. "It's not that easy. I've just started."
"Huh?" Liu Ming's heart ached.
"Can Young Master take it?"
He looked worriedly at the unconscious Mu Ci on the bed.
Bei Shuo sighed. "That's why we have to rest for the night. If we push him too hard, it will be very harmful to Brother Mu Ci's body. We have to take it step by step."
Liu Ming and Old Jiang looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
Liu Ming changed Mu Ci's clothes again and tidied up the bedroom. Bei Shuo prescribed medicine again.
When Mu Chen arrived, Old Jiang told him everything that had happened.
Mu Chen could not help but sigh as he watched Bei Shuo patiently feed Mu Ci the medicine.
The children and grandchildren had their own blessings. It seemed that it was true! The heavens had opened their eyes and sent such a good wife to this poor child.
