"Are you the manager here?"
"Yes. Is there something I can help you with?"
"My surname is Yu."
Zhao Ger remembered—Feng momo had mentioned him once. The Yu family apparently had a son who'd fallen off a horse a few years ago and ended up bedridden. But "bedridden" didn't quite fit—he couldn't speak or move. Fang Zichen had been there at the time and said it was a vegetative state.