In the villa, after the guests left, Nanny Chen brought out the bone broth she had simmered for Mu Xingfeng and then brought out a bowl of noodles cooked with the broth from the kitchen.
"Young Madam, have some noodles first; your stomach is empty, and noodles are easy to digest and good for your digestive system."
Smelling the bone broth made An Ran's mouth water, and seeing there were noodles made her eyes squint with delight, "Thank you, Nanny Chen, you're really kind."
Mu Xingfeng felt a bit sour when he heard his young wife say that.
Nanny Chen made the delicious noodles, so she's the kind one, but what about him?
It was he who had Yuan Ye prescribe the Chinese medicine for her and also the one who encouraged her to drink it.
Thinking this way, Mu Xingfeng felt even more uneasy.
"Nanny Chen, have you thrown away those medicines?"
"Not yet, I've been keeping an eye on the bone broth, I'll go do it now."
