The servant knew that even doing this was useless, but being a servant, what else could he do?
As he walked out, he happened to see Bai Qingzhu. The servant looked at her warily, feeling that Laurie's situation today definitely had something to do with her.
For the time being, he couldn't lay a hand on her, but he absolutely wouldn't let her go.
Bai Qingzhu waited for a moment before going in. She clearly saw that Laurie didn't look well, yet she pretended as if nothing had happened before.
"Laurie, are you feeling any better?"
To be honest, Laurie didn't feel better at all; instead, it seemed like thousands of tiny ants were crawling over his bones. He had consulted experts about it, but none of them could figure out what was wrong. Was this supposed to be a sign of improvement?
After all, the sensation was bearable, so Laurie couldn't accuse Bai Qingzhu of any wrongdoing.
"Yeah, much better."
