"All good I think.." he mumbled as he responded, this answer didn't give him a clear picture so he decided to call Xiaomi.
In the mansion, Xiaomi was busy cleaning in the kitchen when the landline number rang, she immediately walked over to the table and received it.
"Hello, this is the Shen Ting Mansion, Xiaomi speaking here, how may I help you?" she politely responded while her left hand held a vacuum handle.
"Xiaomi, it's me.. how are mom and Zhao Ting doing? Have they woken up? Have they been eating well?" He inquired curiously as he stood up from his office seat and walked over to the french window gazing down into the streets as the curtains were drawn whereas one of his other hand pocketed.