When Li Xiaobao arrived at Duanmu Yang's place, it was already afternoon. After getting out of the car, he saw that only Duanmu Yang and Liu Zhibai, the two old fellows, were home.
"Weren't you supposed to come over for lunch?"
Duanmu Yang and Liu Zhibai watched Li Xiaobao enter the house with a bag and pretended to be angry, huffing.
"Yeah, we two old men even wanted to have a drink with you, but you stood us up!" Liu Zhibai also wore a dissatisfied look, making Li Xiaobao laugh. He knew these two old foxes were starting to pick on him again.
"Well, I'm truly sorry, but something came up at noon and delayed me!"
Li Xiaobao chuckled as he took out the six bottles of herbal medicine he'd prepared and placed them on the table, saying, "Here are the herbs for this time!"
"Haha, you still have a bit of conscience, at least you didn't let us two old men wait for nothing!"
