Ye Jiuliang's nose twitched slightly, detecting a faint bitter and fishy scent.
That scent was...
Her gaze fell on the medicine bottle next to Mo Yuan's hand, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Mr. Mo, are you all right?"
Mo Yuan put away the medicine bottle, his complexion easing somewhat, "Just an old problem, nothing serious."
"May I take a look at that bottle of medicine?" Ye Jiuliang asked.
Meeting her candid gaze, Mo Yuan paused for a moment, then reached out to open a drawer and took out the medicine bottle again.
"Here."
Ye Jiuliang took the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and sniffed it closely.
Her eyes darkened slightly, it really was Bancou Grass.
After screwing the cap back on, Ye Jiuliang placed the medicine bottle back on the table.
Mo Yuan looked at her with puzzled eyes, "Is there a problem?"
"Not at all." Ye Jiuliang smiled faintly, "Medicine is a poison in itself, too much can eventually be bad for the body, it's better to take less."
