"Done."
After half an hour, Shi Man put away the silver needles. Before she left, she suddenly mentioned that he had given her a few boxes of firearms. "I didn't expect you to keep your promise. As long as you don't ask about anything else, I'll treat your illness."
Yi Zheng buttoned his shirt. He looked up and asked, "Do you like them?"
"Huh?" As if she did not expect him to ask this, Shi Man was unnaturally stunned for a moment before returning to normal. "Do you care if I like them or not?"
"I care." Yi Zheng sat upright and looked at her calmly. "This might affect the time I recover, right?"
Shi Man's eyebrows twitched. For some reason, she felt that he knew that she had secretly done something. She hesitated for a moment and felt that there was no possibility, so she said indifferently, "It seems that you know the reason why you have to give a gift to the attending doctor. The items are very good. I'll accept them. Goodbye."
