Seeing the small porcelain bottle, Ji Lei also breathed a sigh of relief. After taking it, he looked at Luo Qianqian and sincerely said, "Take care of your injuries. I'm leaving now. Vice Dean, I'll take my leave first."
"Mm," the old man nodded at Ji Lei, watching him leave the room, then smirked mischievously, "Isn't this unknowingly benefiting them?"
Qhianqhian: "..." What kind of hobby is this? Using bathing water as medicine? Does He Wenyu think he's a turtle? So that bathing water can serve as soup?
Seeing Luo Qianqian's expression, the old man snorted discontentedly, "You're surely cursing me in your heart! But if the medicine is given to him, there won't be enough elixir for Luo Shiliu next. Do you think the raw materials for making elixirs are so easy to find?"
Luo Qianqian, being called out, looked a bit embarrassed. But after hearing the old man's reasoning, she couldn't help but nod.
