Uncle Lin frowned, his expression extremely ugly.
On one hand, he was annoyed that the kitchen maid hadn't made things clear to Su Fanxing, and on the other, he felt guilty for not realizing sooner while worrying about Lin Tianyu's health condition.
Allergies could be a minor or a major issue.
The young master's health couldn't afford even the slightest mishap!
Already shocked by the butler's words, Su Fanxing, seeing the butler looking distressed, felt a surge of guilt.
"Uncle Lin, I'll go start the car. You and the servants push the Eldest Young Master to the door; I'll wait for you there."
Su Fanxing took a deep breath and directly gave the order.
After all, she wasn't the kind of gentlewoman who was powerless and panicky in emergencies; she knew a little about first aid.
Su Fanxing's voice was cold, her demeanor relatively calm.
At her words, Uncle Lin's anxious heart gradually settled, and inexplicably, he obeyed.