Greeting Gift

Bo Yi's demeanor grew icy. "Do you still stand by your words?"

"How could I ever doubt you!" Old Master Bo retorted immediately, "If you doubt me, invite your granddaughter-in-law to check my pulse daily. We'll see if I still long for a drink!"

Bo Yi turned to Fang Yuan. "I believe it's wise to adjust Grandpa's medication for his well-being."

"Please, spare me!" He muttered, the traditional Chinese medicine tasting even more bitter than his life itself. He'd rather meet his end now than swallow a few more pills!

"And who's to blame for not holding your tongue?" Bo Yi teased, "Weren't you just saying that the medicine prescribed by my granddaughter-in-law can be downed in three large bowls?"

Angrily, Old Master Bo pointed a finger at Bo Yi. "You, you, you…" His grandson was deliberately vexing him!

Meanwhile, Fang Yuan's eyes gleamed as she smirked. "No need to add more medicine, but you must swear off wine from now on."