Mo Shen gently stroked the two children's heads, then picked them up one by one and patted them in his arms. It didn't seem to take him much effort.
Only then did Jiang An feel relieved. "I was worried that they would hurt you. It seems that you're recovering very well."
"Those old fellows of the Mo Family are afraid that something will happen to me. They send all kinds of expensive medicinal herbs to me. They don't even hide the precious pills that they have hidden for so many years. Of course, I feel better after eating so many good things," Mo Shen said humorously.
"It's good to take more of these. Your body looks much better than before," Zou Bai said.
The two of them were telling the truth. When they first met Mo Shen, he was scarily thin. His eye sockets were sunken, and his cheeks were not full. No matter how they looked at him, he looked sick.
