Lu Beiyuan added a bit more hot water.
"Is it better now?"
He dried his hands and touched Su Nanxing's fingertips, "They're not so cold anymore."
"It's warm," Su Nanxing said; "Thank you."
"No need to use those two words with me," Lu Beiyuan asked her, "How can we solve this problem of your hands and feet being cold, Doctor Su?"
Su Nanxing was amused by him, "It might be a problem with my constitution. My grandpa said before, soaking my feet in saffron might be effective. But there are so many fakes now..."
"I'll go buy some," Lu Beiyuan said, "Don't worry."
"No," Su Nanxing hurriedly said, "I never even thought about buying it. Using saffron for foot baths is too extravagant."
And she couldn't use it now anyway.
"If it works, it's not extravagant, money is not an issue," he replied.
"It's not about the money, the main thing is that it might not work..."
"Why not try and see?"
"Then...I'll buy it myself, just tell me how much it is later, and I'll transfer it to you."
