Duan Rong saw a sachet embroidered with a blossoming peach blossom…
"This sachet was originally embroidered for my elder sister, but with my current condition, I don't know if I'll be able to wait for her return..."
"Don't overthink it, miss!" Duan Rong immediately said.
"But... since this sachet was embroidered for the eldest lady, how can I accept it?" Duan Rong said hesitantly.
"Brother Duan, please don't refuse. Even if I wanted to embroider one for you, I'm afraid I don't have the strength. If you decline, it would be more unbearable for me!"
Duan Rong knew that Xiao Baijiao wanted to repay him for the favor of acupuncture.
Duan Rong listened to Xiao Baijiao's words, filled with melancholy undertones. He wanted to offer words of comfort but couldn't find the words to express.
"Brother Duan, I'm a bit tired..." A tear fell from Xiao Baijiao's eye, and she turned away from Duan Rong and gently wiped it away.
