Su Xiaoxiao went to Wei Ting's room to check on him as usual. The low fever had subsided, but the hematoma in his liver had not. He was still a weak patient.
"Take your medicine yourself."
Su Xiaoxiao filled a bowl with two anti-inflammatory pills and three capsules to remove the hematoma.
She knew he was awake.
"What medicine are you giving me?" He had never seen such a strange medicine.
Su Xiaoxiao chuckled. "Oh, not only do you want to be our family's son-in-law, but you also want to ask about my family's ancestral secret?"
"Who wants to ask?" Wei Ting turned away coldly.
Father Su and Su Ergou didn't know that Su Xiaoxiao had treated Wei Ting's injuries. They thought that Wei Ting had relied on the bottle of medicine he carried with him.
Wei Ting thought that the father and son knew that Su Xiaoxiao was treating him.
