Cheng Ling's WeChat messages were always very concise. She would not urge people if they did not reply to her messages. It was as if the replies did not matter to her.
Lu Qi walked to the window and opened it.
The wind at night was very refreshing with a chill.
Lu Qi had been consistently taking the medicine Cheng Ling gave him recently. He felt that his health was visibly better than before.
Previously he would feel the effect of the poison two-three times a day, but now it was not even once a day. The quality of his work and sleep had also improved a lot.
For the past few years, it was only the past few days that he felt normal.
[ Lu Qi ]: It's not convenient to tell in WeChat. I'll give you a call.
[ Farming Professional ]: Okay, let me get an earpiece.
