Young Master Mu had a bad temper, very strange, and sometimes very explosive.
But he was very clever, especially in medicine. At this moment, when Yang Chuxia revealed just a little, he thought of many things.
"You mean to say you gathered all those herbs to alleviate the pain during the treatment process?" Young Master Mu's voice was faint, and then he slowly continued, "My treatment of his injury doesn't require cutting open the skin, but pain is inevitable. On average, I needle him once every two days, and each time the pain is intense."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia's eyes widened, "F*ck, what's the difference between this and cutting the skin open? Both are so painful. Young Master Mu, are you trying to trap me? Or are you trapping me?"
"Haha," Boss Mu laughed at the side, finding his little partner's words really amusing.
