C95 Chapter 95

“Pharmacist Lu, my young master isn’t seriously hurt, right?”

“After all this, you’re calling it ‘not serious’? Still, you’re lucky you came to me. Three days of medicine and he’ll be fine.”

Feng Wu sneaked a look at Feng Mingmo and saw the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth.

“Pharmacist Lu, my young master hates taking medicine