"Boss, you…" Chen Youzhi fixed his gaze on He Juan's face, a hint of concern flashing in his eyes. It seemed like there were a lot of things he wanted to address, but in the end what he said was only, "You have gotten thinner."
On the other hand, Mu Yuze was staring at the splint on He Juan's arm as if it was the first time he had ever seen something like that. His lips parted as though wanting to ask, but no words came out after a while.
"Ah, am I?" He Juan pretended to be oblivious. Of course, after the bombing accident, he had caught a high fever and all he could stomach was soup and porridge. Not only that, he had also lost his appetite since he discovered the inhumane experiment. How was he supposed to put on weight this way? He Juan had not bothered about it all this while, but the way Chen Youzhi and Mu Yuze stared at him was starting to make him feel a tad self-conscious. "Do I look that horrible?"
