"Mr. Feng Lin, do you still recognize me?"
Ye Dan greeted him with a smile.
"You sure look relaxed."
Feng Lin walked over and leaned against Meng Changsheng's wheelchair.
This must be the side effect of the Divine Pupil leaving the body.
According to her age, she should be only in her fifties now, yet she had become like this.
"You must maintain a good attitude," Ye Dan said with a smile.
Feng Lin went over, grabbed her wrist, and found no disease or injury in her body.
This proved that the person before him was simply aging.
"I'll prescribe you some medicine later, drink a bowl every night before you go to bed."
Feng Lin released Ye Dan's hand and took out his phone to compose a message for her.
"Thank you."
Ye Dan did not refuse, as a woman's love for beauty is natural.
Although she pretended to be indifferent, it was not a pleasant feeling inwardly.
That evening, Ye Dan cooked a lavish dinner herself.
The ninja in the attic received their share as well.