Ji Wei didn't ask further questions. She drank a bowl of porridge and fell asleep again.
When she woke up, her strength had somewhat recovered. She drank the chicken soup Aunt Qin brought her, her thoughts gradually clearing, and she recalled the phone call she received yesterday.
She couldn't help but wonder how her grandmother's condition was...
Since her phone was taken away yesterday, Ji Wei borrowed Aunt Qin's phone to call her grandmother. As soon as the call connected, she eagerly spoke, "Grandma, this is Ji Wei. How is your health?"
But the voice on the other end wasn't her grandmother; it was A Xiu, speaking in a deliberately low tone: "Miss? The old lady is fine, just a twisted ankle. The doctor said she can go home tomorrow."
A twisted ankle... Wasn't it said she was unconscious?
The servant yesterday made it sound serious. Could they have lied to her?
