"Mr. Su is right, from now on, this will be Mingyue's private property,"
Dantai Mingyue seemed relieved, her face brimming with a smile. Her hair was a bit yellowish, very fine, smooth like chocolate; her eyebrows were also faint in color, that sickly pallor invoking pity.
Su Sheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said, "I need to bathe and change my clothes, to treat Mingyue."
"Yes, Mr. Su."
Mother Wang hurried to make arrangements. This was a big deal. Whether Su Sheng was Nine Barrels Swordsman or not, his medical skills were respected by the Dantai Family, as he was a divine doctor of this era.
However, given Su Sheng's current state, it indeed wasn't fitting for him to directly start treating illnesses. A gentleman should have the demeanor of a gentleman.
