"I should have visited in person, but I was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so I can only ask you to help me hand over the gift to him."
A pile of supplements, all seemingly expensive, Li Man must have been very thoughtful in picking out the pricey ones for Jiang Zhiyuan.
"I'll hand them over for you, but how did you know Jiang Zhiyuan was in trouble?"
Qin Mu couldn't help but ask Li Man.
"A colleague at the studio went to the hospital for a check-up and coincidentally saw him being resuscitated. I heard someone call out Jiang Zhiyuan's name, and I overheard it during their chat."
Li Man lowered her head, looking at the wound on her hand. It's from hastily packing this morning—-a cut on her palm. She wondered if it would heal easily.
"I see. Well, there's no need to overthink Jiang Zhiyuan's injuries. He who survives a great disaster is destined for good fortune!"
Qin Mu didn't really know how to comfort her, and being the middleman was indeed awkward.
