Suguan pushed Huo Beicheng aside and sat aside.

When Huo Beicheng saw the little man slipping away like a loach, he lazily sniffed the residual fragrance in his arms.

The Tang housekeeper helped the man who had just taken the medicine to go downstairs.

Suguan saw that the old man's face was still somewhat pale. He couldn't help asking, "Does the old man feel uncomfortable? Is it useful to take medicine alone? Do you want to invite a doctor to visit him?"

The old man looked at Suguan, which cared for him, and his heart was soft and inexplicably sad.

If only Su Ning could be so sensible.

Even if...