Even after Lu Tong had left and my father had a Medical Officer come to feel his pulse for him, no one could detect anything amiss.
This made Qi Yutai ecstatic.
He only needed to wait for Lu Tong to come and administer treatment every other day, temporarily quenching his craving with the powder she brought. Although it lacked the intensity of the true Cold Food Powder, for Qi Yutai, it was like receiving timely help amidst snow.
He even stopped clamoring to go out.
The servants in the manor told him that now in Shengjing, strict orders prohibited restaurants and taverns from providing Cold Food Powder, so even if he were let out, he would not be able to buy any.
Better to enjoy the present.
Qi Yutai narrowed his eyes, picked up the teapot from the table, took a gulp directly from the spout, wiped his mouth, and looked at the person in front of the table.