Dr. Jiang squatted down to pick up the shards. "Your mother's health has almost fully recovered. Drinking things like ginseng soup has more harm than good. You don't need to make it for her anymore."
What?
Zheng Lingling looked at Dr. Jiang, thinking she must have misheard.
Dr. Jiang continued, "Although ginseng is a great tonic, it is also a medicine. As the saying goes, even medicines can be harmful. In short, just listen to me."
Zheng Lingling nodded, "Alright, Aunt Jiang."
Dr. Jiang patted Zheng Lingling's arm, "I'll be leaving then."
Zheng Lingling quickly put down the shards she was holding, "I'll walk you out!"
Dr. Jiang looked at the mess on the floor, "No need, you carry on with your chores."
Zheng Lingling quickly asked the servants to mop up the spilled soup from the floor.
Ni Yan was standing behind a large antique vase, observing the whole scene.
