Half an hour later, Zhuang Hong was stunned in the steaming bath. Cen Shuang surely did not understand. Either that, or the miraculous effect of this medicine must be an accident.
In the quiet night, the couple lay on the bed. Cen Shuang clutched the blanket nervously. She looked at the ceiling and asked nervously, "Zhuang Hong, are you feeling better?"
Ever since she found out that Zhuang Hong had drunk the medicine that she had brewed, Cen Shuang felt guilty and vigilant. She did not expect Cen Zhu to give her a prescription for impotence!
Cen Shuang twisted the blanket in front of her with all her might, then she deliberately pulled away from him a little. She said in a hurt voice, "You can't blame me for this. My mother left the prescription to my sister. I even sought out an old Chinese doctor to ask about it. I didn't know that it was used to treat impotence."
