"Of course," Madam Qin replied subconsciously.
She was still holding the medicinal herbs that Doctor Sun had given her.
The things scattered around the carriage were piled into a pile. Fang Tianliu could only sigh. "Madam Qin, didn't you have to make chicken soup? You can go to the kitchen first, I'll help you carry the things at the door."
"There's no need to do that…"
"Don't worry."
Zhao Zhan and Yue Jiaojiao didn't treat Madam Qin as a servant, so Fang Tianliu naturally didn't want to either.
"She's stronger than ordinary people. The things that she thinks are light may not be as easy in the hands of others. Will you be able to carry that many things? Jiaojiao still needs you to take care of her."
His last sentence stabbed Madam Qin's heart.
Jiaojiao was now pregnant. She could not have any more accidents and cause more trouble for her lady.
