Chapter 41 - A spoonful of warm soup

"Old He, what is this?" Jin asked peeking at the steel bowl shaped pot, the aroma of the room had filled the room with a strange vibe, the old driver stood there, taking in long heavy breaths, admiring and wondering how the herbal soup might taste.

"Sir, Miss Bai has sent some herbal nourishing soup as she was worried about your health," He replied, and retreated walking backwards.

Qian Jin kept staring at the hot soup for a long time, a while later he took a pen from his pen holder and remover its cap, after giving a careful look at the nip, he took a half a spoonful of soup and then dipped the silver nip, it did not change the color. 

He then put aside the pen and then took another spoon and tasted the soup carefully, "It just have a good aroma, bleh.. not delicious at all. I would rather say its bitter, " Jin puked out the soup into the bowl pot and pushed it away from him.

"Disgusting!!!" Qian Jin commented as he wiped his mouth with a tissue paper.