Su Yaoguang pushed the door open and entered, catching a whiff of a strong stench that almost made her retreat.
She covered her nose as she walked to the bedside, staring in shock at Zhou Wangshu, who was lying there panting heavily.
"How did it end up like this?"
She first moved things inside, then checked on Zhou Wangshu's condition.
From the moment she stepped in, she hadn't stopped moving. First, she brewed medicine for Zhou Wangshu, then cleaned the entire room inside and out, and finally fumigated it with mugwort. By the time she finished all this, it was already the afternoon.
She covered her mouth and nose with a cloth and went to the kitchen.
"Uncle, could you please help me boil some hot water and bring it to the room?" Su Yaoguang said as she handed over two taels of broken silver. "I know you've been very busy lately, so thank you for your help."
The kitchen staff agreed immediately upon seeing this.
