"President, that doctor?" Wang Zhu asked carefully.

"Let him live first."

"yes."

Wang Zhu took a look at the time again: "It's time for the president to eat now. The kitchen has lunch ready. Do you want to have a meal now?"

Yu Shaoting had no appetite, but he still said: "Yes."

His mind is now in space and his mind is too messy. Maybe eating something will make it better.

...

Yu Shaoting got into Wang Zhu's car, but accidentally swept to the seat with a pack of snacks.

He was stunned.

"Where did you get it?" Yu Shaoting asked immediately.
Chapter completed!