Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1148

Carissa sent someone to Arcane Sanctum to bring Ivy over.

Thankfully, the wound on Zoey's forehead wasn't deep. The bleeding had stopped quickly with no serious consequences.

However, Zoey had been feverish for several days, and her body was already weak. After getting so upset, her temper flared and she ended up spitting blood. Now, she was feeling lightheaded and faint.

Tears flowed continuously from the corners of Zoey's eyes no matter how much Carissa wiped them away, as though they couldn't be stopped.

"Ivy, how is she?" Carissa asked after Ivy had finished examining Zoey.

Ivy sighed heavily.

"Mrs. Prince has had a high fever for days. I just tapped her back, and it seems her lungs are affected. Her liver is severely stressed, and there's a significant buildup of toxins and poor blood circulation. The medicine she took before this was too mild to have any real effect. I've given her a strong dose now to clear the heat in her liver and regulate her lungs. Once she improves a bit, she'll need to rest and recover slowly. She can't continue working herself to the bone like this."

Afterward, Ivy requested Carissa to step outside.

She lowered her voice and whispered, "The stress on Mrs. Prince's liver is severe, and it's largely due to emotional distress. I sense that she's hiding something—something she's unwilling to speak of. She's bottled it up, and it's taking a toll on her body."

Carissa's thoughts immediately turned to Zoey's worries—Oliver and the potential involvement in the treason case that might affect their family.

When Zoey had sent her son Cedric to train with Travis, Rafael had said that she was preparing for the worst. If she had made such preparations, then it was clear that she was constantly worried about it.

"Let's see how she fares with the medicine first," Ivy continued, then turned and headed back into the room.

Carissa stepped out to give instructions to the Garrison Unit, reminding them to keep their mouths shut about the events of the day. Not a word was to be spoken outside the walls of the household. As for what others might say, that was beyond the Garrison Unit's control.

Once the orders were given and the guards had dispersed, Carissa turned to find Viola leaning against a pillar, her eyes swollen and red from crying. She just stared at Carissa, looking fragile like a piece of glass, as if she could shatter at any moment.

"Lady Carissa, I want to ask you something." Viola's voice was thick with congestion. It seemed her nose was completely blocked.