Isn't this a death wish!?
It was one thing for Shen Yanchuan to go in. He was highly skilled in martial arts and could handle himself. But who was Ye Chutang?
A mere woman, daring to rush into danger!?
Ye Chutang nodded. "I'll come out once I find the Princely Heir."
A deep sense of unease grew within her as she stared at the blazing fire.
She had to go in.
Fan Chengzhuo frowned and tried to dissuade her. "Second Miss Ye, why must you do this?"
He didn't actually want to get involved, but if something happened to Ye Chutang here, he would surely be blamed.
He found Ye Chutang more and more disagreeable, feeling she was only here to cause trouble. His tone grew impatient.
"I know you're a skilled physician, Second Miss Ye, but this is not the Imperial Hospital. It would be best for you to be cautious. Don't risk your own life, hmm?"
But Ye Chutang produced a water-soaked handkerchief from somewhere.
