After a whole night's turmoil, there was only a shallow layer of Tiger Bone Wine left.
Whether in the front yard or the back yard, the smell of herbal medicine lingered in the air for a long time.
Some people had their fever reduced, but there were still others who were feverish. Fortunately, the temperatures had gone down significantly.
As the sky brightened, Yin Cheng and Qin Minglang could no longer hold on. Ignoring everyone's remarks, they didn't even have time to take off their jackets before they collapsed into a deep sleep on the half-empty kang in Qi Zheng's room.
At this moment, Yi Meng sat in front of the stove, leaning against Qi Quanjin beside her. The couple fell asleep just like that, head to head.
In the blink of an eye, the sky grew bright, and both courtyards began to bustle.
The smell of medicine wafting through the air scared everyone quite a bit.
"Oh dear, what kind of medicine is this brewing? The smell is so strong!"
