"Doctor, is my mother seriously ill?" Xue Zhiyi asked hurriedly.
The doctor said, "Don't worry, young lady. Fortunately, Madam Xue didn't inhale too much. She only needs to take a prescription and rest for a day or two, and she will be fully recovered."
What a pity.
She said, "Then I feel relieved."
Xue Zhiyi asked the doctor to confirm that Xue Ruoyu was in good health before sending him away.
At this moment, Fu Ling finally recovered his breath.
When something like this happens, there must naturally be accountability.
Xue Zhiyi also urged: "Mom, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid it would be my eldest sister who got into trouble. You must not let the culprit go."
Looking at Xue Zhiyi who was filled with righteous indignation, Fu Ling felt that this face was becoming more and more annoying.
But it's true.
So the servants of Wanxiang Hall knelt on the ground, whimpering.
Fu Ling's face turned cold. She glanced at the servants in the room and said coldly, "Whoever is on duty in the room today, stand up!"
The servants looked at each other, and three little maids came out tremblingly, but none of them was Jinju.
The three of them kowtowed like crazy: "Madam, please spare us! Madam, please spare us!"
Supporting her uncomfortable body, Fu Ling took a deep breath. She had always been the most gentle and demure mistress of the house, and even now, she would not behave too harshly.
Suppressing her temper, she scolded: "Your momentary negligence almost cost the lives of me and the young lady. How can I forgive you so easily?"
One of the maids bravely said, "Madam, we knew that the eldest lady was going to Jiangxuexuan in the afternoon, and the son-in-law was not in the courtyard. We didn't know when they would return, so we didn't extinguish the charcoal fire. That's why we deliberately left a window open. We remember it clearly! Maybe... maybe it was blown away by the wind..."
"impossible."
Unexpectedly, Xue Zhiyi suddenly spoke, her expression serious: "The window was clearly bolted just now. If it was the wind that blew it in, why would the lattice window be bolted as well?"
It was Su Xin who opened the window at that time. She quickly said, "Madam, the window was indeed bolted at that time."
"Kumjue." Xue Zhiyi called Jinjue again unexpectedly.
Jin Ju, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, almost trembled all over: "Third... Third Miss."
"I saw you rush straight to the window as soon as you entered the room, and you saw that the slats were fastened, didn't you?"
When asking this question, Xue Zhiyi's expression was calm and his tone was gentle.
But for Jinju, it was like being struck by lightning.
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