Speaking of this, Shen Jingchuan felt a pain in his shoulder, but he endured it.

"Well, give someone something."

"I hope she gets better and better."

Shen Jingchuan's eyes instantly become gentle, that kind of gentleness, like a pool of spring water, it is easy to let people indulge in it.

"Certainly, Sir sent it specially, and it will make him better and better."

Mu Chudi respects Shen Jingchuan very much.

If it hadn't been for Shen Jingchuan, it would not have been for her now.

She's very grateful.

Unfortunately, she can't give what Shen Jingchuan wants.

Mu Chudi felt guilty about Shen Jingchuan.

But this is a matter of...