Chu Mo took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, tossed it over the crowd to He Xu: "Eat the white one immediately and the red one in the evening. Your arm should recover in about half a month."
He Xu reflexively caught the jade bottle, his face finally revealing deep emotion: "I've been insolent, and disrespecting the messenger. Why are you still looking out for me?"
Chu Mo smiled: "Because I need you!"
He Xu was slightly surprised, then his eyes immediately filled with tears.
With a thud, he knelt down, choking back tears: "I'm sorry, sir. I was wrong!"
Not until this moment did a smile of relieved satisfaction appear on Zhang Rong's face. Yet when he turned his gaze towards Chu Mo, there was also a hint of shock. This young teenager - honestly, even he had always been a bit dismissive.
