Fengling Lane. The Ye Family.
After the servants worked day and night to clean up, most of the burnt-out structures had been cleared away. But the fire had been so immense that there was only so much they could do. All in all, a good part of the courtyard was ruined.
Rebuilding would require a tremendous amount of manpower and money.
Ye Heng did not report for duty today.
He had encountered too much trouble recently and didn't want to go to the Ministry of Justice just to suffer everyone's disdain. So, he simply requested another leave of absence.
Furthermore, with Ye Mingze still in a coma, he was overcome with anxiety. His mind was consumed with how to save his son—how could he possibly tend to anything else?
Inside the room, Ye Heng stood by the bed, looking at the motionless Ye Mingze. He couldn't help but ask, "Still no sign of Mingze waking up today?"
Ye Shixian shook her head, her brow furrowed.
"Father, maybe we should ask another Imperial Physician to take a look?"
