"Is Mrs. Zhao at home?"
The main door was being pounded loudly.
Zhao Dahe went to open the door. Outside was a carriage; the faces were unfamiliar.
"Who are you?" Zhao Dahe asked.
"By the orders of my master, I've come to invite Mrs. Zhao," the visitor replied.
"Who is your master? How would I know?" Zhao Dahe frowned. Isn't it customary to introduce yourself when looking for someone?
Upon hearing the commotion, Meng Yao came out, "Dong Qing, what's going on?"
"It's very urgent, no other choice but to come for Mrs. Zhao." Dong Qing said urgently upon seeing Meng Yao.
"Alright." Meng Yao directly got onto the carriage.
"No way, mom, where are you going? At least tell us what's going on!" Zhao Dahe was anxious.
"I'll explain when I return."
The carriage sped away, Meng Yao's voice drifting out from inside.
Zhao Xiaohua came out at this time too, looking at the familiar carriage, understanding that Sister Xing had a difficult patient again.
