In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with short hair and a beard, was using divine skills to treat He Jian.
A blue light, as bright as stars, flowed from the man's palm, shining on He Jian's forehead.
The old man's tightly furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed, and his breathing soon became steady, entering deep sleep.
"All done."
Maintaining it for only a few seconds, the man withdrew his divine skills.
He turned to Li Fei and said: "The assailant only left a slight trace of divine power. Even if I didn't intervene, in a few days the divine power would naturally dissipate."
Li Fei clasped his fists in a salute: "Thank you very much, Vice Principal Fang."
The visitor was Fang Ziyang, Vice Principal of Changping University.
When he sent out the message requesting a martial arts master capable of healing mental injuries, Qiu Zian immediately contacted him and informed him that Fang Ziyang had this ability.
