"Then hurry up and prescribe some medicine?" Seeing a large bruise on Ye Ranran's fair skin, Jun Mochan found it particularly unsightly.
He must have used a lot of force yesterday, although he's thin, he's not light. No idea how Ye Ranran managed to bear it.
"Wait a moment." Shen Yuzhe walked towards another laboratory.
His laboratory was divided into two rooms, one for research—like the one Ye Ranran was in—and the other for storing medications.
Occasionally, he would also conduct research there.
Soon, Shen Yuzhe returned, holding several patches of medicine in his hand.
Even before he got close, Ye Ranran could smell a strong medicinal odor.
"Where did you get this? Why does it smell so strong?" Ye Ranran frowned, showing her disdain by waving her hand in front of her nose.
"Put away your ignorant expression; this is a formula I dug up from someone else at a high price, and each patch isn't cheap." Of course, it was Jun Mochan who paid for it. Would he tell her that?
