The pharmacy was filled with steam.
Yu Tingwan entered, the pungent smell of medicine rushing up her nose, and followed closely behind Wei Zhao.
The girl was firm-headed, her eyes darting around.
Shunzi took out the medicine box and extracted the silver needles, soaking them in strong alcohol for disinfection.
Elder Ge saw her, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes. But on second thought, they were married, so what's the big deal?
He instructed, "Start with a medicinal bath for half an hour. Close your eyes and rest, because the acupuncture later is going to be quite painful."
"General, speak less to conserve energy."
Yu Tingwan looked over, indeed finding a bathtub behind the screen; the water inside was brewed with some herbs, brown and thick, and somewhat pungent.
Wei Zhao had injuries, and the medicinal dregs made it hard to scoop the residue. Dressed in just thin middle clothes, Elder Ge helped him in.
