Not long after, a pot of fragrant fish soup was ready.
Ye Anxin ladled the fish soup into an insulated lunch box, packed it securely with a strap, and handed it to the housekeeper, "Housekeeper, take it to the hospital for Mu Beiting!"
The housekeeper looked at the insulated lunch box in his hand, hesitantly called out, "Madam!"
Ye Anxin touched her swollen high cheek and smiled, "I don't want Uncle to see me like this and worry, so I'll have to trouble you to make the trip! If Uncle asks about me, just say I'm reviewing my lessons and can't come!"
Upon hearing this, the housekeeper lowered his head again, feeling even more guilty, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"
Ye Anxin shrugged, dismissively said, "I already said it's fine, hurry up and take it to Uncle! Don't let him starve because you're late!"
"Alright, I'll go right away!" The housekeeper quickly nodded, got the car ready, and left with the packed insulated lunch box.
