Gu Chengrui raised his head and smiled at him. He gestured for him to sit down. "Wait a moment. We'll talk after I finish the chicken."
After saying that, he ate his roast chicken.
Yang Zeheng could only sit down and watch him eat his dinner.
After he finished eating, Gu Chengrui wiped his hands before checking on him. He replied, "You overstretched your muscles, and it hasn't been repaired properly. Prepare a bottle of ointment and apply it once every morning and evening.
"Don't catch a cold or use too much strength. You'll be fully recovered in a month."
"Will safflower oil do?"
"Yes, it's a small matter. Don't worry." After Gu Chengrui finished speaking, he stuffed a piece of paper into his hand, stood up to pay the bill, and left.
The people who were staring at him immediately followed him out.