Xiao Zai knew there was no hope of salvaging the rest of his day then.
Xiao Yuan looked genuinely scared, as if he feared all the recent death hovering around him like a hungry vulture was ready to claim another victim.
"What is it? Is he suddenly nauseous and unable to keep food down?" Xiao Zai asked, shooting Chu Yun a knowing smirk that he acknowledged with a glare.
One never knew. It might be catching.
Xiao Yuan just looked confused. "What? No, he started complaining of a pain in his chest, then it was his back, and then he just fell to the floor," he looked up into Xiao Zai's eyes. "He's unresponsive but his eyes are open," he shook his head, trying to dispel the image like water from his ears.
"Please send one of your doctors over, I have a few servants watching over him, but I don't trust anyone in my house," Xiao Yuan said, one step away from begging.
