Liu Ya and others had already been quietly waiting outside for a while, while in the hall downstairs stood Steward Zhang, Chang Huan, and others in silence.
As the sun rose higher and the temperature also gradually increased, there was still no movement from the bedroom upstairs. Steward Zhang, feeling uneasy, glanced up and, unable to sit still any longer, coughed and said, "Isn't it time to apply medicine to the young master?"
"Steward Zhang, give it a rest!" Chang Huan retorted with a pout, "Now that Sang Wan has finally arrived, why should we bother the young master? Having Sang Wan by his side is better than any miraculous medicine! You don't know, we've been rushing on the road these past few days; Sang Wan hasn't rested well at all, she must be exhausted! Now that things have finally settled down, even the young master doesn't want to disturb her; if we dare to go up and annoy her, we'll be the ones to suffer! I won't go, that's for sure!"
