"I had hoped to catch a glimpse of Wan'er from afar before I died, but since I can't see her, I no longer have any wishes."
Mu Qianliu's expression became calm.
"Do not ever tell Lingxiu of my existence, pretend as if I never existed!"
After Mu Qianliu finished speaking, he turned around to leave.
Meng Shushu's expression was complex; he sighed inwardly and said, "Wait a moment."
Mu Qianliu turned back with a puzzled look.
"Although I don't know why you've ended up like this, but... having met you, take these pills. Recover as much as you can."
Meng Shushu stuffed several bottles of pills into Mu Qianliu's hands.
"Perhaps they can't restore you to your peak, but they can definitely help you recover seventy to eighty percent."
Mu Qianliu shook his head and said, "It's no use, I know my own condition."