Nan Mochen said helplessly, "What about your foot? How can you run?"
"My medicine is an Immortal Pill, okay."
"What kind of Immortal Pill can immediately scab over and heal? You should use it on Li Yin too."
"Hehe..." Shen Qingyan stuck out her tongue sheepishly. Her lie was uncovered!
After all, it's just a flesh wound; how can it heal so quickly? It always takes some time! Even someone as strange as Nan Mochen needs time.
Nan Mochen ignored her and carried the breakfast out.
One portion of fried steak and one portion of pasta for everyone. Including Li Yin.
Nan Mochen's cooking was excellent, having inherited Nan Mufeng's true skills. However, while Nan Mufeng's cooking is used to pamper his wife, Nan Mochen's culinary skills are temporarily only used to spoil his sister.
"Smells so good," Shen Qingyan's mouth watered, "Miss Li Yin, I'm really sorry our car hit you last night, I'm apologizing on behalf of the driver."
"Uh, it's alright..."
