"Get me the medicine box, and also, if there's any anti-inflammatory medicine at home, bring me two pills." Ye Mingmei turned her head and instructed the butler, not even looking at Yu Xiuzhun's startled face, keeping her head down, counting her fingers, waiting for the butler.
Yu Xiuzhun stared at the back of her lowered head, his grip on her hand loosened slightly, but he didn't let go.
On his determined face, you could see anger, but it was clearly much better than before.
"Miss Ye, here's the medicine box and the drugs you wanted." The butler acted quickly, bringing the medicine box within three minutes and opening it in front of Ye Mingmei.
"Do you need my assistance?" The butler stood beside, looking at Ye Mingmei with doubt.
The butler also didn't know what Ye Mingmei wanted to do, just seeing Yu Xiuzhun silent, could only follow her instructions.
