"Stop fooling around, let's get down to business."Yun Xiangxiang grabbed her hand.
Song Mian pushed her away, turned around and left. Then, he took out a post-it note and handed it to Yun Xiangxiang. "I only woke up at eight in the morning. This is the prescription I wrote on Song Yao's door after I found out that you were unwell last night."
As song Mian's personal butler, Song Yao naturally had the same routine as song Mian. He woke up at five in the morning and saw the post-it note. Of course, he had to follow the instructions. Therefore, it was song Yao's job to catch the herbs and brew the medicine.
Yun Xiangxiang was relieved. Song Mian squatted in front of her and reached out to check the temperature of the water. "It will be a little hot, but it has to be at this temperature. Bear with it."
"Okay."Yun Xiangxiang put her foot into the bathtub. It was a little hot, but she could bear it.
