Perhaps it was because of the ties of blood, even though Yao Mengxian was meeting Mrs. Yao for the first time, she felt a great affection for her aunt.
"Aunt!" She threw herself into Mrs. Yao's arms and couldn't help but cry.
Mrs. Zhao lifted the curtain. She had just prepared tea, ready to invite the esteemed guest inside for a rest.
But as soon as she entered, she found the wife of her master and the esteemed guest holding each other and crying.
"What's going on?"
"Chichi's wife, take them to the inner courtyard." Doctor Li, separated from the outer hall by only a curtain, noticed many patients outside and knew it was not a place for reminiscing.
"Alright! Mistress, let's go to the inner courtyard." Mrs. Zhao came forward to advise.
Mrs. Yao wiped her tears, "Very well!"
Watching Mrs. Yao and the others enter the inner courtyard, Doctor Li did not follow. He went to the outer hall to take a look at the waiting patients.
