It wasn't until the car drove off, the man no longer visible, that Baili Xia snapped back to reality.
Mu Ziqing hurried over, looking at the medicine in her hand.
"Xiaxia, this... This medicine..."
"He said, it has very good effects for scar repair."
Baili Xia unconsciously lifted her left hand, only then realizing why Bei Tianyou had looked at her hand a few extra times just now.
Was it because he saw the scars on her hand that he gave her this bottle of medicine?
The medicine without any labels or quality control markings.
Just a small bottle, its dark green body filled with some medicinal cream.
If it were on the market, it wouldn't pass quality control, having no safety guarantees at all.
But this medicine was given by Bei Tianyou, the Crown Prince of the pharmaceutical conglomerate that holds one-fifth of the global market share.
"Xiaxia, can this medicine... Can this medicine..."
