Ye Changsheng didn't think twice before taking the porcelain bottle, "I'm going to trouble Little Aunt to go to the kitchen to fetch the knife for me."
He thought about going himself, but his body was exceptionally weak, and he felt powerless, hardly able to get out of bed.
Leaving the room, Ye Jiu went to Ye Changsheng's kitchen and then brought back a kitchen knife.
Ye Changsheng didn't even consider if it would hurt, he slashed with the knife, and a large cut opened on his finger, and he immediately started to bleed into the porcelain bottle.
"This will take some time, once the medicine is ready, I will bring it to you," Ye Jiu took the porcelain bottle, sealed it with the lid, and then concealed it into her space using her sleeve as cover.
There were books at Ye Changsheng's place, and Ye Jiu, without being polite, picked two books and also left him a bottle of wound medicine for the cuts on his hand before leaving.
