Fu Wen was in a difficult position. "Madam, why don't you come back with us? I'm not a doctor. I can't do anything to President Mo's leg!
Su Yuan rolled her eyes at him. "How can a man say he can't do it? I've already put the bones back together, and the wound is almost healed. I just need to contact them and have someone keep an eye on them. When you first walk, the position of the broken bone will still hurt a little, but your President has a very high tolerance for pain, so it's not a big problem."
After giving her instructions, Su Yuan turned around and left.
"Wait," Mo Ting called out to her.
"Anything else?"
"What about tomorrow?"
Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "We'll talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow."
She still had other things to do tomorrow. What's wrong with President Mo? Why is he so long-winded?
Fu Wen could only sense the change in President Mo's aura. He glanced at Su Yuan.
