"Zelan Grass?" Yang Ruxin's brows furrowed even more. "Are you certain it's Zelan Grass?"
Du Juan nodded. "Certain."
Yang Ruxin couldn't help but snicker. A grown man buying Zelan Grass? There must be something fishy.
"Is there a problem with Zelan Grass?" Yu Qingge had been paying attention to Yang Ruxin's side, so she noticed her astonishment right away.
"The Zelan Grass itself is fine, but a grown man buying it is suspicious," Yang Ruxin's eyes flashed.
"Why?"
"Zelan Grass is primarily used to treat menstrual dysregulation and painful periods..."
"Cough cough..." Yu Qingge was suddenly choked by her own saliva.
Xuxu quickly came over to gently pat her back.
"Maybe he has feminine features," Yu Qingge finally managed to stop coughing. "You can't judge just by one herb, right?"
"Heh." Yang Ruxin sneered. "Would you take Viagra?"
Yu Qingge touched her nose, thinking she must be crazy to take Viagra.
