Chi Huan looked at him but did not reach out to take it.
Mou Xigu handed over the ointment, "It might not be useful, and I just happened to hear about it. I thought of your burn. If it's serious, it wouldn't heal quickly, so I bought one on a whim."
Chi Huan didn't quite believe in acts done on a whim.
Mou Xigu naturally noticed that she didn't really want to accept it and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's just a tube of ointment, can't even be considered a gift," he paused for a moment before continuing indifferently, "If you really don't want to accept anything from me, I can give you the receipt later, and you can just pay me. My friend from France said they've used it to remove scars, and the effect was not bad. You might want to give it a try."
In the end, she still stretched out her hand to take it, and said with a smile, "Then I'll accept it, thank you."
After speaking, she continued to look down at the menu.