"Xiao Huan, this medicine of yours is too amazing. My legs recovered so much in one night, and it didn't hurt much last night!" Despite seeing that Mu Huan was trying to please him, Wu Xingye did find the effects of the medicine amazing. He made his expression exaggerated.
"You're not in pain because I've applied painkillers on you." Mu Huan checked his wound and said, "Your injury will take at least a week to recover."
"I had an injury lighter than this in the past and it took me half a month to recover. Now, it'll take only a week. Xiao Huan, you're amazing!" Wu Xingye gave her a thumbs up.
"You don't have to flatter me anymore. Forget about the past. As long as you don't do it again, you're still a good child." Mu Huan patted his head.
Wu Xingye: "…"
What was wrong with this scene where she's like a senior speaking to a junior? He was clearly three years older than her!
"By the way, Xiao Huan, how are the bumps on your body?"
