An Yuying was rather timid, and Luo Yang worried that if she heard, it might lead to psychological issues.
Fear, taken to the extreme, could indeed result in mental illness.
If this matter were to change An Yuying completely, Luo Yang couldn't forgive himself.
Picking up An Yuying and taking her upstairs to talk to Tang Guihua later would make An Yuying jealous.
He would have to wait until An Yuying was soaking in the medicinal bath to figure it out.
"Sister An, it's best to scrub your body when soaking in the medicinal bath to warm up your skin and absorb the medicine more effectively," Luo Yang said.
"How should I scrub then?" An Yuying asked softly.
"Sister An, I can help with that," Luo Yang offered very enthusiastically.
At those words, Tang Guihua let out a chuckle.
"I don't need your help scrubbing, I can do it myself," An Yuying's eyes nearly brimmed with embarrassment.
"Sister An, maybe I'll do a better job," Luo Yang said with a grin.
