"That's right, Jiaojiao. Your grandfather's health has only just gotten better in the last two years. It's all thanks to your sister Yanyan, who has been trying her best to use Chinese medicine to nurse him back to health. You mustn't mess around," Zhu Limin said hurriedly, not letting go of this opportunity to step on Chi Jiao.
Chi Mingwei's expression turned ugly when he saw Chi Yan and Zhu Limin echoing each other.
In his opinion, Jiaojiao had good intentions.
Even if the tea bags were useless, drinking them would not harm the body, right?
Initially, Old Master Chi was generally amiable towards Zhu Limin and Chi Yan. He had always been a kind old man.
But at this moment, his face darkened.
"Could a tea bag poison me to death?" Old Master Chi's tone was obviously laced with anger.
Zhu Limin and Chi Yan instantly fell silent as they looked at him in confusion.
