"Young Madam, this is not right. I am just a servant. How can I ask you to treat my wounds?"
“To me, you are a wounded person, not a servant. Give me your hand.”
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything more and extended his right hand.
Qiao Wanwan focused on treating his wound, saying, "It hurts a little, just bear with it."
"Thank you, young mistress." Jiang Dong looked at her. "Knowing the young master as I do, he would never have asked you to come here to treat my wounds."
"He doesn't know that I came here on my own. Even if he did know, he wouldn't say anything."
Jiang Cheng was surprised, "Young Master actually listens to you..."
"This isn't called being obedient, it's more like respect." Qiao Wanwan deftly treated his wound. "Alright, just keep changing the dressing on time, there won't be any aftereffects."
"Thank you, Madam." Jiang Cheng said, "Madam, I heard that you haven't found the young master's whereabouts. Did you come here today to inquire about his whereabouts?"
“Jingting said you wouldn’t lie to him, so what else can I ask?” Qiao Wanwan said while packing her medicine box. “I came here to ask you what my children looked like when they were born. To be honest, I have never seen them when they were born.”
"With Eleven by my side now, I can make up for some of my regrets and guilt, but the other child... I can't help him..."
"And you are the person who has the most contact with my child, so I wanted to ask you, does he...do he look like me?"
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