"Have you seen enough?" Ling Qianxue's beautiful eyes curved slightly as she laughed lightly, her eyes sparkling.
"Cough..."
Ye Xuan seemed a bit embarrassed, then shook his head, "A lifetime wouldn't be enough."
"Thank you."
Ling Qianxue's beautiful eyes gazed at the young face before her. This face might not be as handsome as some of the young virtuosos she had met over the years, but it was the one that made her feel the most at ease. With Ye Xuan by her side, everything seemed reliable.
"Don't you think saying this to me is unnecessary?"
Ye Xuan walked over on his own and then took her snowy white soft hand, gently closed his eyes, and once again began to probe her internal injuries.
"After expelling the toxins, the injuries have improved a lot. Take this pill, and you should recover within two to three days." With that, Ye Xuan took out a round pill from the Qiankun Ring and handed it to Ling Qianxue.
