Although Wang Haijun felt suspicious, seeing the tense expression on his daughter's face, he realized the matter might be serious.
He decided to follow his daughter's instructions first, and they would discuss the details later.
At this moment, the driver responsible for bringing Wang Zilan home had also arrived at the main hall.
He bowed slightly to Wang Haijun, "Patriarch Wang, the young mistress said you were unwell, so the young master specifically asked me to bring her back."
"What's the matter with you suddenly? I should report back to the young master."
Wang Haijun glanced at his daughter and sighed, "I'm getting old, my health is failing."
"Since this morning, I've felt very dizzy, but I'm not sure what's going on."
"I just feel uncomfortable all over, have no appetite, and don't want to eat."
The driver softly suggested, "Perhaps you should go to the hospital first."
