"I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Think it over, and if you're sure, find me by morning."
Fu Yi tightly pursed his thin lips, his handsome face showing restrained emotion, respectfully asking, "Sir Nie, can't it be postponed by one day?"
He needed at least one day to get the marriage certificate.
Sir Nie gave him a quick glance, then shook his head. "Sorry, my wife is still waiting for me abroad. She's afraid of the dark, and I can't leave her alone in the sanatorium. We're leaving at eight in the morning. Think carefully about whether you want to join me. If you can't spare the time, I can leave you a prescription for a medicinal bath. Stick to soaking in it every night; although it won't be as effective as my acupuncture, it will definitely improve your current situation significantly. Ponder it over."
He then stood up and said to Old Madam Fu, "My son and grandchildren are waiting for me at the hotel, so I won't disturb you any longer."
