"Alright."
Heng Yi picked one child in each hand and put them on his shoulder.
He immediately stood up straight. It was as if the two children did not carry any weight on his shoulders.
He looked at Han Qiao with a gentle and lingering gaze.
Han Qiao knew what he was thinking.
She had been walking for a few days, and it was uncomfortable to stay in the inn. Although she had brought her own things, she still had a red rash.
After taking a bath and applying medicine in the afternoon, it started to disappear.
She glared at him angrily.
"Li Zhao told me earlier that he wanted to buy a house and move out, so I agreed. Also, Young Doctor Miao said that he wanted to open a clinic by the street, so I agreed."