Good Medicine

The more Xiao Fei thought about it, the more depressed he became. The other two people on the other hand, on the other hand, were talking more enthusiastically. Finally, they set a date for the treatment.

After leaving the Lu Manor, Yi Qing said to Steamed Bun, "Mom is going to go shopping later. Are you staying in the carriage with Uncle Xiao or with me?"

"What do you want to buy?"

"You don't understand." Yi Qing said lightly, then he cherished his words like gold, unwilling to say more.

Steamed Bun's gaze stayed on each of them for a moment. He couldn't help but ask, "Mother, did you and Uncle Xiao argue?"

"Nope." The two of them spoke at the same time.

However, after their eyes briefly met, the two of them turned their gazes away as if nothing had happened.

Yi Qing found a shop selling goods to the north and south.

This shop was relatively special and was opened by people from Jiangnan.