She widened her beautiful, charming eyes and stared directly into Zhou Can's eyes, raising her face to question him.
"Then do you have time to message me?"
"Uh..."
Zhou Can was momentarily at a loss for words.
Back when he asked her to help that poor girl, it was indeed Zhou Can who proactively reached out for help.
The feeling was akin to taking advantage, wiping his mouth clean, and then denying everything.
"To help that poor girl solve her problem, I've mobilized resources from various aspects. In a few days, I might even have to accompany the girl back to her hometown to demand her father's death compensation. It's not just challenging; it's particularly dangerous. Old Qin is merely a photographer and cannot stand up to those mountain villagers. Look, can you accompany me there?"
Mu Qin looked at him and asked.
"No, I don't have time."
Zhou Can flatly refused.
What a joke, he's just a doctor, definitely not a savior.
Helping the girl is only within his capability.
