After getting on the bus, Lu Xuan didn't think about the ride-hailing driver, but instead sent a message to Ji Xiuwen, asking him to bring some breakfast downstairs for him.
Ji Xiuwen readily agreed.
When Lu Xuan arrived at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, Ji Xiuwen was already there, and even the hot water was ready.
"Oh, you're here so early?"
Lu Xuan teased, "Even got the water ready?"
Ji Xiuwen rolled his eyes at him, "From now on, I've got to live under your tyranny, so of course I have to come early and be diligent. Otherwise, if you give me a hard time, how will I explain it to my old father at home?"
Lu Xuan hung his bag and patted Ji Xiuwen on the shoulder, "Not bad, very filial, I'm quite pleased."
At first, Ji Xiuwen didn't think much of it, but after a while, the more he thought about it, the more it felt off.
"Damn you, taking advantage of me." Ji Xiuwen's shout echoed in the clinic.
