Ke Yizhang had phrased it delicately, but Shen Yanchuan knew exactly what he meant.
The room was silent, save for the faint rustle of autumn wind blowing dead leaves outside the window.
Shen Yanchuan was silent for a long time.
'He had long known that Ye Chutang's past few years had been difficult. To have survived until today... I can't imagine how much she must have suffered.'
He had invited Ke Yizhang this time because he remembered what Chu Qiyuan had said and hoped the physician could help restore her health.
'But I never imagined it would be so much worse than I expected...'
"Is there truly nothing even you can do?"
Ke Yizhang shook his head helplessly.
"The Princely Heir's life was saved by Second Miss Ye. You of all people know what she is capable of. If it weren't for her own excellent medical skills, I'm afraid she would have long since—"
Shen Yanchuan was silent for a long moment, then finally nodded. "I understand. Thank you for making the trip."
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