White Lily's Condition

After White Pete finished speaking, he stood up and went inside to fetch the tools he used for making masks.

Lily Evans sat inside, sipping tea as she waited. From the neighboring room, she heard the voices of the maids and the raspy, babbling sounds of a little girl. Lily looked up and saw Simon Yu carrying a medicine box, grinning as he entered the courtyard, just as a young girl dashed out from the nearby house.

That little girl was none other than White Pete's daughter, White Lily.

White Lily propped herself up with her arms, giggling with a hoarse voice and a joyful expression. She ran toward Simon Yu, but because she was blind, she nearly tripped—Simon Yu reacted quickly and caught her just in time.

“Simon! Simon!” White Lily called out, her voice full of excitement.

Simon Yu knelt down and gently patted White Lily’s head, his voice soft: “Ling’er, walk slowly. Don’t rush.”

White Lily clung to Simon Yu’s sleeve, her smile radiant. “I’m not afraid. With you here, I won’t fall.”

White Pete stepped out with a wooden box in hand, glancing at the cheerful pair. He set the box down and ruffled his daughter's hair affectionately, then turned to Lily Evans with a grateful smile.

“Princess Consort, thank you for everything you’ve done for our family,” White Pete said, his voice thick with emotion.

Lily Evans smiled, waving her hand dismissively. “No need for thanks, Uncle Pete. Ling’er is like family to me.”

Simon Yu set his medicine box aside and took White Lily’s pulse, his expression growing serious. Lily Evans leaned forward, watching anxiously.

Lily Evans asked, "How is Ling'er's condition?"

Simon Yu smiled and patted White Lily's head. "She was originally a healthy child, but after being taken by those people from the brothel, they used drugs to make her like this. Fortunately, she was rescued soon after the drugging and received timely treatment, so she can recover. Now her hearing has improved the most, her eyesight is still weak but she can vaguely see things, and as for speaking, she can make some sounds, though not proper words yet. With more treatment, she'll be back to normal."

Hearing about White Lily's condition, Lily Evans let out a long breath and smiled, "That's really good news. When I first met White Lily, I was so sorry to see such a lovely girl become like that. Since you have a way to restore her, Simon, that's wonderful."

As soon as Lily Evans finished speaking, White Pete's footsteps sounded. He came out from the inner room, and upon seeing Simon Yu, his attitude was extremely respectful. He hurriedly invited Simon Yu to sit and have tea, then took out a box from his pocket and very respectfully handed it to Simon Yu with both hands. "Young Master Simon, here are the masks you asked for. I made more than a dozen; take them and have fun with them as you like."

Simon Yu happily accepted the box, opened it, and touched the masks, grinning, "This is my first time having disguise masks. They look pretty fun."

White Pete smiled, "There's a trick to wearing these masks. You have to put them on like this..."

White Pete explained the method of wearing the masks to Simon Yu in detail, with Lily Evans watching from the side. White Pete was truly generous to the doctor who treated his daughter, teaching with great care—he was a man of strong character. As long as you were good to him or had shown him kindness, this craftsman would treat you with all his heart.

Lily Evans couldn't help but feel curious as she looked at the dozen or so masks of various identities and genders. Why would Simon Yu, a doctor, need so many masks?