"A scent of medicine? Which means..."
Du Desheng’s heart hammered against his ribs; he was itching to charge into the house and find his beloved right away.
Du Anrao ignored the argument between Qin Shouye and the village chief, her gaze drawn instinctively toward the staircase leading to the second floor. "Is the second floor off-limits? My grandfather has poor circulation and suffers from chronic rheumatism; I don't think he’ll be able to manage on the ground floor."
Chapter 139