Chapter 707 What Can I Help You With?

"Thank you, Mr. Su, but I can only eat liquid food, it's such a pity. I heard you have a very beautiful chef with excellent culinary skills," Park Cheol-bin revealed a smile that looked like a mix between crying and laughing.

Suming was taken aback. Despite the kid's unappealing looks, he surely had a bright future. At such a young age, he knew to compliment a woman by putting 'beautiful' first?

An assistant took out a medical kit from the business van and opened it; Song Zhiya pulled out a bag resembling a smaller version of a hot water bottle and hung it on the IV pole of Park Cheol-bin's wheelchair, connecting it to a tube.