Zhao Xue'er reached out and took the vegetable basket from Mrs. Huang's hands as she spoke.
Mrs. Huang did not react in time and let go of the basket.
Yan Xi picked a bunch of vegetables.
Zhao Xue'er then extended the basket, "Dr. Yan, put them in the basket."
Yan Xi placed the vegetables into the basket and continued to pick more, as though the person standing beside her—her love rival—had nothing to do with her.
Seeing this, Mrs. Huang immediately reached out to take the basket from Zhao Xue'er's hands.
"You should really be resting. I heard you haven't rested much after the surgery. Young people should not mistreat their bodies."
Zhao Xue'er held the basket tightly, yet her smile was very gentle.
"Granny, I'm fine. You go sit and rest. Picking vegetables is simple, Dr. Yan and I can manage. Don't worry."
"Right, Dr. Yan?"
Yan Xi placed freshly picked vegetables into the basket and spoke in a low voice, "I'm a bit thirsty now."