After Meng Qianqian and Chen Long left, it was a while before Shang Wuyou returned to Anji Hospital with Tan'er.
As soon as they entered the back door, they ran straight into the furious Gongsun Ziyu.
Gongsun Ziyu snapped impatiently, "Where have you been? Disappearing the moment you arrive—can't you see how busy it is here? Big Sister and I are about to lose our minds from all this work!"
Tan'er, holding a tanghulu, fired back without hesitation, "Is this your first time here, huh? Don't you know how crowded it gets? If you didn't bring enough people to help, why blame others? He's the Young Master, not a healer. Expecting him to help? Why don't you just expect pigs to climb trees?"
"You—"
Gongsun Ziyu was so angry she almost fainted.
Shang Wuyou stood to the side, unsure whether to feel gratified or insulted. On the one hand, he was being defended; on the other, it felt like he was being scolded.
