"I even help her a lot," Xiao Ara replied.
"Then why do you look so confused, Sir? If you often help Grandma Chiyo produce medicine, that means you also understand what I said earlier," said Anming.
"WAIT!" The man's expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Did you say that you often helped Grandma Chiyo concoct medicine?" even Anming's voice sounded louder than before. The man was surprised as if he had just realized Mr. Ju Xian's words.
"What's wrong? Why are you surprised like that? It's normal. Don't overdo it," Xiao Ara replied as she turned her head away.
"It is normal?" Anming repeated Xiao Ara's words.
The man watched Xiao Ara once more from head to toe.
"Are you sick? No, I mean, do you have a problem with your body? Maybe your energy? Or another matter?" Anming asked Xiao Ara.
Xiao Ara's brow furrowed. What did Anming say? The man was weird.
"I'm fine," Xiao Ara replied curtly.
