Wei Ruo stretched out her hand and took off the lid of the wine jar that Xiumei was holding.
As soon as she did, a strong, rich aroma of wine drifted out, instantly filled the entire study.
Wei Mingting, who had drunk countless wines, immediately recognized this as good liquor.
Wei Mingting couldn't help but chuckle: "Ruoruo, you seem determined to make me suffer. If this were any other day, I would definitely drink this to my heart's content, but right now, I'm not fully healed from my injuries."
"That's right, you can't drink while your wound is still healing," Wei Ruo agreed.
"Then why bring such wonderful wine?" asked Wei Mingting.
Wei Ruo calmly explained, "If you take good care of yourself and rest properly, you'll recover much sooner. Then you could enjoy your drink. But if you don't rest, what could have been healed in two months might take three or five, delaying when you can drink again."
