The two arrived at a Chinese restaurant, Maxwell Peary led her into a private booth, and lifted her sleeve to check her wrist.
"Does your wrist hurt today?"
Nia Mitchell smiled, to be honest, it didn't really hurt that much since this morning.
Doctor Anton Swan's medicine was very effective, now she couldn't feel much pain.
"It's almost completely pain-free, I guess I can even use chopsticks by myself to eat later."
Nia Mitchell tilted her little face to say this, then tried to move her right wrist.
There was only a slight discomfort, but it wasn't pain.
"Okay, let me apply some more medicine for you first."
Saying this, Maxwell Peary took Nia Mitchell's purse and took out the ointment from inside.
The ointment was very cooling and didn't have a strong smell.
Nia Mitchell looked at the CEO carefully applying the medicine to her, her eyes were filled with smiles.
She didn't know when it started, but she seemed to have become dependent on him.
