"Young Master, um, I'm going out for a bit. This medicine is still hot, so I need to let it cool down first. I'll be right back."

Before she could even step out, she heard Aoqian's cold voice rang out: "Song Xiwei! If you leave, don't come back!"

Song Xiwei: "???"

Is it that serious?

She turned around, completely bewildered, and looked at Aoqian: "Young Master, I was worried that your mouth would taste bitter after taking the medicine, so I was thinking of finding you some sweet candied fruit or something..."

Aoqian paused for a moment, but his face remained tense. "There's no need."

After saying that, he took a few steps forward and picked up the bowl of medicine that Song Xiwei had placed on the table.

The medicine was still very hot, steaming hot.

"Young Master, be careful of the heat," Song Xiwei reminded him.

Aoqian frowned. "Don't stand at the door. Close the door."

Song Xiwei: "Oh."

She closed the door, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and reached for the spoon beside her.

Then he stirred the medicine in Aoqian's hand and said, "Young Master, stirring it like this will make it less hot."

Aoqian didn't speak, but just watched Song Xiwei carefully rummaging through the medicine bowl in his hand.

After a while, Song Xiwei realized that a few drops of the medicine had spilled on Aoqian's hand. "Young Master, did you get burned?"

Aoqian said in a strange tone, "You think I'm like you? Delicate-skinned and rough around the edges!"

Song Xiwei didn't understand what Aoqian meant by that, but saw that Aoqian was staring at her fingers.

Song Xiwei then noticed that her thumb was a little red, probably from being burned when she poured the medicine.

She wasn't a fragile person, so this little pain wasn't a big deal to her and she didn't pay any attention to it.

Only after hearing Aoqian's words did I realize that I had been burned.

"Oh, it's nothing. Every injury I've had before was much more serious than this one..."

Before Song Xiwei could finish speaking, Ao Qian interrupted her coldly: "The past is the past! Things are different now."

Song Xiwei looked completely bewildered: "??"

She felt that Aoqian was acting strangely.

It's really hard to figure out.

"If you can't even take care of yourself, how can I trust you to protect me?" Aoqian said with a frown, pushed her hand away, picked up the medicine bowl, and gulped it down.

After swallowing a bowl of bitter medicine, Aoqian remained unfazed.

Song Xiwei stood there, somewhat stunned. What should she do? Aoqian had become truly unpredictable.

Is this kid up to something again?

While Song Xi was still in a daze, Ao Qian took down the outer robe hanging to the side, put it on, and said, "Come with me for a while."

Song Xiwei was puzzled as to where Aoqian was going and asked him, "Young Master, where are you going?"

"Where do you want to go?" When Ao Qian spoke, Song Xiwei could clearly smell the bitterness of the medicine.

I suddenly felt a little guilty.

When she was getting the medicine, she emphasized that good medicine should taste bitter, and that it should be the most bitter and effective medicine.

I feel like I've really mistreated Aoqian.

Following Ao Qian out the door, they indeed headed towards the pharmacy.

Upon entering the pharmacy, Song Xiwei noticed that Aoqian remained silent, his eyes scanning the shop floor.

She stepped forward and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, I got medicine from you before. Do you have any candied fruit? As long as it doesn't interfere with the medicine we took."

The shopkeeper busied himself giving her a bag of candied fruit.

Song Xiwei paid the money, and when she turned around, Ao Qian had somehow appeared behind her. When she turned around, she almost bumped into Ao Qian's arms.

Aoqian ignored her reaction and spoke over her head: "Apply burn ointment, the kind that won't leave scars."

Song Xiwei: "???"

Ao Qian took the medicine and saw that Song Xiwei was still in a daze. He took the external burn ointment from the shopkeeper and stuffed it into her hand, saying helplessly, "What are you daydreaming about? Pay up!"