Yu Qing put her hand on Lin Haihai’s forehead and was shocked by how cold it was. Lin Haihai grabbed her hand and said through the pain, “Don’t worry. I’m fine! Tell Hanlun to take us back to the Prince Residence. Don’t let Li Junyue know!”

Yu Qing’s expression tightened, but she did part the curtains and told Yang Hanlun, “Let’s go back to your residence!”

Yang Hanlun had been setting a moderate pace at the front of the carriage. He turned to ask, “Aren’t you going to the Linhai Hospital to pack up?”

“I said we’re going to your residence!” Yu Qing said icily before dropping the curtains. Yang Hanlun was puzzled. Is she angry?

Yu Qing tightened her arms around Lin Haihai silently. There was nothing she could say or do to make things better. The horse carriage came to a stop right outside the Prince Residence. Lin Haihai took a deep breath, but it only made her pain worse. She didn’t dare fight against it and could only brace it quietly. When Yang Hanlun parted the curtains, Yu Qing choked, “Carry her in!”

Yang Hanlun looked down to find Lin Haihai pale as paper sheet and her forehead covered...