Y-Young master, what are you saying?"
"My hand is wounded," Lu Xing yan spoke sternly.
"I can barely hold the chopsticks, so someone has to feed me. You're my maid right? So do as I said."
"Yes, young master." She took the bowl and started feeding him.This situation extended for a few awkward minutes.
Finally, he said, "I'm full," and stood up.She put the bowl aside and followed him to the study.
The place had been cleaned up already.He sat in the chair and began studying his documents.
"Young master, I will bring your antibiotic now. Is there anything else you require?" Lu Xing yan shook his head, so she bowed her head and left the room.
After a couple of minutes, she returned and served him the medicine.Lu Xing yan's gaze shifted back to the photo. "Miss Mixi."
"Yes, young master?"
