As she reached the stairs, everything went dark before her eyes, and she almost fell headlong, but Shen Yuzhe quickly steadied her.
"How are you? Are you okay?" There was actually a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Ye Ranran thought he must be worried about his money, because if he couldn't cure her, Jun Mochan would deduct his pay.
Ye Ranran stood for a while, her eyes gradually clearing. She moved slightly, didn't notice anything unusual, and shook her head: "I'm fine."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. See, I'm fine."
Shen Yuzhe stared at Ye Ranran's face, as if watching a wild animal in a cage, not missing a single expression on her face.
"Have you had enough? I'm hungry and want to eat."
"After dinner, I'll check you again," Shen Yuzhe said in an undeniable tone.
"Isn't that unnecessary?"
"It is necessary, absolutely!"
There were two servants here, one responsible for cleaning and the other for cooking.
