Seeing her precious son whom she had not seen for a long time, Tang Chunxiu’s eyes lit up. “Little Yan! When did you come back? Didn’t you tell your mother?”
Tang Chunxiu happily went downstairs and placed the medicine and water in her hands on the table. She then pulled Zhao Yan over to ask about his well-being. Her motherly heart was overflowing with words.
Gu Chu’s attention was placed on the medicine on the table.
These medicines were almost all for removing scars, swelling, and inflammation, as well as for reducing injuries and pain and sleeping.
Gu Chu frowned deeply. Was Zhao manshi sick?
What kind of illness needed swelling and pain relief?