"This is made by my dear mother herself. Of course, nothing outside can compare to it. Consider yourself lucky."
Mo Yuchu didn't have any bandages, so she had to use quite a bit of the medicine. Seeing that her precious wound medicine was almost half gone, Mo Yuchu felt a bit heartbroken. She only had one bottle that her mother Qin Qin had made for her, and now most of it was on Bo Jinsi's hand, leaving her quite distressed.
"Your mother knows medicine too?"
"Yes!"
When Bo Jinsi mentioned Qin Qin, Mo Yuchu's eyes lit up, just like a fan meeting their idol, looking completely starstruck.
Bo Jinsi liked the light in Mo Yuchu's eyes. It seemed like the topic he brought up greatly interested her. Bo Jinsi smiled slightly, "Then your mother must be very skilled in medicine."
"Of course, my dear mother is the best, no one else compares."
