In this situation, Jiang Yu had no confidence at all that the food he cooked would be effective.
After calming down, Jiang Yu thought for a moment and then said,
"Senior Sister Liu, I heard that people with depression are on a completely different wavelength from us. Maybe that's how you feel, but in her eyes, it might be another story.
So, what you said, I really don't know if it will help."
"I also know what you're saying. Over the past few days, I've looked up quite a bit of information. For now, it seems that Chenchen hasn't reached the level of severe depression where she's pessimistic about life."
Liu Xining couldn't help but sigh again and said,
"But if things continue like this, who knows what will happen in the end. So, no matter if it works or how effective it is, I want to give it a try.
I'm just trying to ask you now, Xiaojiang, are you willing to help me?"
"If it's just cooking something to eat, then it's no big deal. After all, I run a canteen."
