When it came to Xiao Wan'er brewing the medicinal soup, Xiaodie was also a bit confused.
She remembered that when she rushed to Jiaxing Garden as Chen Yi had instructed, Xiao Wan'er was chatting and laughing with a stately and elegantly dressed lady.
Upon learning that Chen Yi had returned, the lady even suggested going to see him.
But when Xiaodie said, "The Young Master is ill," before the lady could say anything, Xiao Wan'er stood up and asked a couple of questions.
"What illness?"
"I think... a cold?"
"Cui'er, Juan'er, go brew some medicinal soup for the Young Master."
At the time, Xiaodie had intended to explain further, but seeing that Xiao Wan'er had already ordered Cui'er to brew the soup and that the lady was still present, she swallowed her words.
And that's what led to the current situation—
Chen Yi sat in the living room, clutching his stomach, a "pained" look on his face.
