A man's scent should be there, cigarettes, sweat, and even smelly feet—it's all permissible. As a man, you're supposed to have that masculine aroma. If you don't have any scent, you're not a real man. And you absolutely cannot smell sweet; if you do, that's really going to trouble her.
"I'll take photos of them for you."
Gu Ning told Tang Yuxin to sit down and rest. After all, he wasn't going to let her go out now, not after scaring everyone like that. Her arm was messed up again, constantly pricking herself with needles each day. It wasn't just painful for her but even more so for those around her. So, until her arm was healed, it would be best if she didn't go anywhere and risk undoing all the progress. Even thinking about getting treated again was now a struggle.
"Okay," Tang Yuxin had no choice but to agree. Just then, the nanny from outside said that the bone broth was ready, and Tang Yuxin could have some.
