The young lady's hands were burned

Fengming woke up in the afternoon. Last night, he had finished four to five alcohol jars. He had turned into a drunkard completely. While Mei Xin was present in the same room as his since the door was locked from the outside, he couldn't throw her out. 

"Here's the Hangover soup, Young Master," the servant quickly presented the bowl of herbal soup, which would make Fengming feel better once taken. He drank the soup despite feeling its bitterness. He wanted to get rid of the aching head more than anything at the moment. 

He got up from bed, and looked around, wondering where could Mei Xin be present. Unable to find her, he left for the washroom after telling the servant to prepare a hot water bath for him.