"Of course, it's you. Who else is he doing this for?" Mu Jin said matter-of-factly.
"But... I, I don't know how. You should go instead, you have more experience..." Mu You Ying's cheeks turned crimson.
"Go, go, go. Who said I have experience? I don't have any," Mu Jin rolled her eyes.
"Sister, let me do it," Zi Xuan said quietly as the two women hesitated.
Although she felt embarrassed, Wang Dadong had saved her life. Now that Wang Dadong was at death's door, she couldn't shrink back.
"Yes, yes, yes, let Little Xuanxuan do it. It was her idea. She surely has the most experience!" Mu Jin hurriedly said.
"No way, the little sister is only seventeen, she can't..." Mu You Ying immediately opposed.
"Then you do it. Hurry up, or don't blame me if he dies!" Mu Jin said somewhat unscrupulously.
Mu You Ying was unwilling for Zi Xuan to go, but since Mu Jin wouldn't, she had to do it herself.
Holding the steaming herbal concoction, Mu You Ying wore a rather awkward expression.
