After seeing the design Jiang Ran had drawn, Chen Bing knew right away that what Jiang Ran was planning to make this time was definitely not cheap.
When he looked closely at the design drawings, he finally saw that the wooden carving on the lid of the box was actually two words.
It was just because the words were floral-shaped, he didn't recognize them at first glance.
The two words were—Shu Hen.
Chen Bing was an educated man, and upon seeing these two words, he recited them a few times and understood their meaning.
"Shu Hen, Shu Hen, Ranran, is the thing you're making this time related to scar removal?"
Jiang Ran wasn't surprised at all that Chen Bing figured it out.
Knowing Chen Bing's mind, it would be truly surprising if he couldn't guess it.
Jiang Ran nodded, "Yes, but it won't be ready anytime soon. Let's start with customizing some boxes first."
Chen Bing promised repeatedly, "Don't worry, leave it to me. I guarantee they'll make it exactly like your drawing."
