Ming Mei quickly took out her phone and called home.
"It's me, is the old man sick?"
The butler, hearing it was Ming Mei, immediately replied, "Young Madam, the old man caught a chill the other day and had a bit of a fever. We've had a doctor see him, and the fever's gone down."
Ming Mei frowned, "A fever... why didn't you tell me?"
The butler said, "The old man said it was nothing, such a trivial matter wasn't worth bothering you about."
"When I left, I specifically told you to take good care of him. If anything happens, you should let me know immediately. But look at this, something happened, and you didn't inform me."
"I'm sorry, Young Madam, this... was my own decision."
Ming Mei sighed, "Forget it. Quickly get Xia Mu to the house, or take the old man to see him, and treat him well. I'll be back soon."
Yousheng, listening closely from the side, felt relieved in his heart. Mom finally agreed to come back. Indeed, bringing up the old man worked well.
