Bo Sishen turned his eyes aside, his rough voice rasping low, "I'm still okay."
"Honey, I've already asked a miracle doctor friend of my grandpa's to prescribe you some medication. Remember to take it on time, it will help you get better faster!" Mu Shini sat up straight, speaking earnestly, "That miracle doctor friend is a well-known retired doctor, not just anyone can get him to make a house call. He's definitely not a quack!"
Bo Sishen placed his hands on the wheelchair and nodded, mumbling a deep "Mm."
"Honey, I heard from Assistant Tan that you haven't been feeling well lately and are undergoing treatment. Is the treatment process very painful?" Mu Shini asked him cautiously, her heart aching. She dared not imagine the scene, dared not imagine the pain he must endure during treatment.
As Mu Shini spoke, her eyes reddened slightly.
Mu Shini's soft voice, as sweet as cotton candy, fell into Bo Sishen's ears, each time she called him "Honey" feeling so intimate and sweet.