C65 Medicine Order Request

Westley watched Dilan devour his meal and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Web novelists really had it tough, scraping by to the point where they were nearly indistinguishable from beggars.

It seemed no job was without its hardships.

"Have you had enough, or would you like another basket of soup dumplings?" Westley asked, his voice warm with concern.

"Brother Westley, I'm full