The soft sedan chair arrived first.
After a group of people moved Zhao Ting onto the sedan chair, Zhao Old Madam also arrived.
Seeing Zhao Ting's 'feeble' appearance, her eyes immediately reddened.
How could her son have such a hard life? Every time he goes out, he comes back half-dead.
How could she dare to let anyone go out after this?
"Call the doctor, what are you waiting for? Hurry and call the doctor! Also, arrange for someone to bring back the second young master and third young master!" Zhao Old Madam ordered repeatedly.
The person tasked with the job hurried out the door.
Zhao Ting was directly carried to Songhe Hall.
Zhao Ting didn't forget to instruct Meng Yao to follow.
"Mother, this is my savior." Zhao Ting said.
Meng Yao's face was dusty, and her appearance was hardly decent.
At first glance, Zhao Old Madam didn't think of 'this is the daughter-in-law' perspective.
But since her son said this was his savior, she couldn't neglect her.
