Ah Hu looked at Yun Jiao nervously, fearing she might say something bad.
Yun Jiao smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, your young master is much better. After taking medicine for two more days, he'll be fine."
Ah Hu was somewhat skeptical, "Really, just two more days of medicine?"
Yun Jiao nodded, "For the next two days, you can give him some easily digestible porridge, and try to avoid meat."
Ah Hu respectfully saw Yun Jiao out, then went back to chatter with Lin Shuo, "Young master, I feel that Doctor Gu's medical skills are probably extraordinary."
"When you were spitting blood before, it looked really scary. I thought you were going to die."
"Who knew she could save you so easily."
Lin Shuo, lying on the bed, looked at the ceiling. When he was spitting blood, it wasn't just Ah Hu — he thought he was going to die too.
Vomiting such large amounts of blood, he didn't expect to survive at all.
