Old Master Gu's expression turned ugly. Gu Mohan had reprimanded his butler in front of him, it was akin to slapping his face.
Gu Mohan took a look at Old Master Gu, and said distantly, "Once you're done slapping yourself, pack up and get out of here. I don't ever want to see you in the Capital again."
The butler shuddered. Gu Mohan was getting rid of him?
"Mohan, do whatever you like with this butler, but I want you to take a look at Yelin. His high fever isn't subsiding," Old Master Gu said.
At the mention of Yelin, Gu Mohan moved immediately to his bedside, and reached out with his large palms to stroke his forehead.
Little Munchkin's forehead was still burning and he was in a stupor.
"Mohan, Yelin's condition is directly related to Miss Tang. It wasn't my intention to make things difficult for her. If we hand her over to the police and she's innocent, she can also prove that she did nothing wrong."
