Song Yuli was a little confused when he was suddenly called out.

She looked blankly at Nan Fangying's family, then looked up at Nangong Yu.

"Honey, what's wrong? Why are they looking at me like that?"

The doctor had been speaking in their Diaz language the whole time, and she hadn't understood a single word.

Nangong Yu reached out and ruffled Song Yuli's hair, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

To be honest, he really didn't want Song Yuli to get involved in this matter, but he also knew that Nan Fangying didn't have much affection for Song Yuli.

If Song Yuli can truly persuade Arthur, then not only will Nan Fangying change her negative opinion of her, but even the King, Queen, and the two princes will open their hearts to accept her.

The king and queen discussed it for a moment and agreed to the plan. However, they were not particularly fluent in Chinese, so they turned their pleading gaze to Nan Fangying.

Nan Fangying glanced at them, then at the closed door, and finally walked towards Song Yuli's direction.

She only has one granddaughter, Arthur. From an infant who couldn't walk to a toddler, and now to a tall, graceful young woman who walks swiftly, Nan Fangying has witnessed every step of Arthur's growth since her birth. Therefore, she truly loves this granddaughter.

"Ah Li, can you do me a favor?"

Nan Fangying looked at Song Yuli, a pleading look flashing across her eyes.

Song Yuli blinked, looked at Nangong Yu, then at her: "Grandma, what is it?"

Nan Fangying repeated what the doctor had just said to her.

After saying that, she looked at Song Yuli expectantly: "Ali, can you help Arthur?"

After hearing this, Song Yuli was somewhat embarrassed: "Grandma, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I'm not very good at speaking. I'm worried that I won't be able to comfort Arthur at all."

She liked Arthur very much and wanted to help him, but she was truly powerless to do so.

Hearing this, Nan Fangying's eyes lit up instantly. She shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay. If Arthur still can't get over it after you go in, we won't blame you."

Having said all that, Song Yuli pursed his lips and glanced at Nangong Yu.

Just then, Nangong Yu was also looking at her. Their eyes met, and Nangong Yu nodded to her. Only then did Song Yuli agree.

"Alright then, I'll do my best."

Nan Fangying nodded excitedly: "Okay."

...

Upon entering the ward, the pungent smell of disinfectant immediately hit him. Song Yuli subconsciously frowned and covered his mouth and nose with his hand.

Once she had gradually gotten used to it, she let go, stepped inside.

In the center of the ward, there was a large, clean white bed, and Arthur, pale-faced, was lying in the middle of the bed, with a thick bandage wrapped around his left wrist.

When she came in, Arthur only glanced at her briefly before looking away without saying anything.

Seeing this, Song Yuli felt slightly embarrassed.

She and Arthur were really not familiar with each other, and they hadn't even exchanged more than a few words. Yet, she was asked to come and comfort Arthur. Weren't Nan Fangying and the others afraid that she might say something wrong and make Arthur even more withdrawn?

She moved a small stool over and sat down next to Arthur. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and carefully touched Arthur's hand, which was wrapped in gauze.

Arthur flinched, withdrew his hand, and lowered his head even further.