However, Liam Yancey was very sympathetic to Tara Summer; every night when the child cried, it was he who got up.
After all, being a man and Master Liam, the first night he tried to prepare the formula, he was completely flustered. Tara leaned against the headboard and watched him bungle for ten minutes without success.
Unable to stand by any longer, Tara got out of bed to help.
"You go back and lie down!" Liam Yancey frowned, saw her approaching, quickly went over to lift her horizontally, and put her back on the bed, "Your wound hasn't healed yet, so lay down and don't move around!"
"I'm fine..." Tara gripped his strong arm, "The bandages have been removed, and I checked the wound at noon, it's no longer a serious matter, don't worry, let me help you!?"
"No!" Liam Yancey pressed down on her shoulders, propping her up against the headboard again, and Tara nodded, giving up the thought of helping.
