'Could it really be this Mugwort Bag?'
Lin Xiaoyu was skeptical, but her body had already begun to relax.
She turned off her phone and lay down under the covers. A faint, elusive fragrance drifted around her pillow, like some kind of natural sleep-inducing aromatherapy.
'Whatever, I'll just sleep.'
Unexpectedly, despite usually having trouble falling asleep, she drifted off quickly. She slept soundly without a single dream until morning.
...
The next morning, Lin Xiaoyu sat in her office, feeling unusually refreshed.
She opened her laptop and reviewed the topic proposals for the next issue, her fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard.
'Hu Qiming's friend might not be very cooperative, but this Mugwort Bag's effect is truly astonishing...'
She recalled her peaceful sleep the night before and the quiet, mosquito-free room, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
'That settles it. The next feature will be about this.'
