"Yeah, what am I thinking …" Yang Cheng giggled and said, "Qing, wait for a moment. I'll heal you and make you beautiful again!"
When people are greatly stimulated, they tend to neglect some things that they usually don't forget and fall into an emotional blind spot.
When Yang Cheng saw Hsiao Chih-ching's disfigurement, he was in so much pain that he instantly forgot that he could bring her back to life.
To put it bluntly, no matter how strong one's psychological quality was, there would be times when he panicked. It just depended on whether the situation was shocking enough for a man.
Although Hsiao Chih-ching had Nine Yin Meridians, it wasn't like she couldn't be cured by the Endless Resolve Restoration Scripture.
When she was shot in Australia, Yang Cheng couldn't do anything about it because the woman's internal organs were damaged and the Nine Yin Meridians invaded her body.
The external skin and flesh weren't troubled by the Nine Yin Meridians, so Yang Cheng had already treated the woman long ago. He took out the bullet and healed part of the wound. This was also the reason why Hsiao Chih-ching was still alive until Jane treated her.
This time, Yang Cheng didn't dare to be careless when he had to heal the woman's face. He quickly took out a top-grade Longshou Pill from the Space Ring and ground it into fine powder. He was going to use it to nourish Hsiao Chih-ching's flesh and blood.
Hsiao Chih-ching felt sorry for him. "Honey, you're too wasteful. This Longshou Pill is a top-grade Panacea made from dragon bones. You can use a low-grade Spiritual Pivot Pill to have the same effect."
"Don't talk too much. Just use it when I tell you to. If you have a good one, why give it to my woman?" Yang Cheng said stubbornly.
Xue Zhiqing's heart was filled with sweetness as she nodded obediently.
"Later, I'll first remove the necrotic skin and flesh on your face. It might be a little painful. If it's too painful, tell me. We don't need to rush. Take your time." Yang Cheng said gently.
"Hmm, it's okay. I can bear it no matter how painful it is." Hsiao Chih-ching calmly smiled. She was not boasting. The cold poison of the Nine Yin Meridians and the hundreds and thousands of poisons that came from the elixirs were all in her body. How could the torture that she was suffering be comparable to the flesh wounds?
Perhaps to Hsiao Chih-ching, being kicked a few times by Luo Hang and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood was just the most ordinary pain.
The woman's casual words made Yang Cheng's nose feel a little sour.
Yang Cheng was not a young man who liked to cry. Most of the time, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had a heart of stone.
Xue Zhiqing, on the other hand, exuded a heart-wrenching aura that he could not control.
Gently stroking the woman's hair and tucking it behind her ears, Yang Cheng took a deep breath and said with a bitter smile, "Qing 'er, I often think … If I didn't meet you in the US, or if I didn't stay with you in Zhonghai, would you be better than now? At least … they might not necessarily find you, and they wouldn't have to suffer so much."
Hsiao Chih-ching shook her head and reached out to touch Yang Cheng's cheek. "Because only when you know what is sweet will you know what is bitter. Hubby, don't let your imagination run wild. If you don't treat the wounds on my face, I'll really cry."
Yang Cheng smiled knowingly and sighed. "Okay, then close your eyes and lie down."
Hsiao Chih-ching responded. She slowly lay down and closed her eyes with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
Yang Cheng thought for a moment. First, he used a thin thread of sunflower water and gently attached it to the necrotic flesh on Hsiao Chih-ching's face.
The sunflower water did not have a corrosive effect, but it could instantly freeze and cause some nerve endings to lose their sense of pain.
With Yang Cheng's precise control, after freezing the muscles, he gently wiped them with his true essence, revealing the fresh flesh and skin underneath.
Yang Cheng sprinkled the powder of the Dragon Guardian Pill on the wound, and then began to use the power of heaven and earth to activate the tissues on Hsiao Chih-ching's face, and it began to slowly repair itself.
Yang Cheng was very careful. He did it step by step in order to ensure that every inch of skin was flawless. After all, this was a delicate job, and not a casual healing.
Hsiao Chih-ching had a faint smile on her face from beginning to end. She did not open her eyes, as if she was enjoying this process.
After more than a quarter of an hour, Yang Cheng let out a long sigh of relief. "Alright, open your eyes."
Hsiao Chih-ching slowly sat up, and her white hand trembled as she climbed onto her face. Yang Cheng looked at her with a smile.
Smooth, delicate, and elastic.
Hsiao Chih-ching's hand had only touched it once, and her eyes were already filled with tears.
Which woman would not worry about their own appearance? No matter how hard they tried to calm themselves, they would still care about it.
Yang Cheng chuckled, and a layer of frost condensed on his hand. He gathered the water spirits of heaven and earth to form a smooth ice mirror.
"Look, my little Qing 'er, hubby didn't lie to you, right? You're even more beautiful than before." Yang Cheng's heart was extremely carefree.
Hsiao Chih-ching looked at her own appearance in the ice mirror. After confirming that there was no mistake, she happily threw herself onto Yang Cheng's body. She hugged the man and kissed his face a few times.
Just as Yang Cheng was about to say something, he realized that the woman was hugging him again and sobbing.
Yang Cheng was helpless. He patted the woman's back and let her cry to her heart's content. The emotions that had been accumulated over the past few days were all released.
At the same time, on a wide walkway to the south of the Luo family's residence.
Under the stars and moon, Luo Xiaoxiao dragged her heavy footsteps back to her residence in silence.
The girl had already recovered from her injuries, but the bloodstain on her chest was still eye-catching.
"My dear sister, it's so late. Where did you go?"
A sinister voice came from in front of Luo Xiaoxiao.
Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head from her muddle-headedness. When she saw the handsome young man with ear-length hair, she revealed a trace of awkwardness and lowered her head, not daring to look straight at him.
"Brother …" Luo Xiaoxiao weakly called out, not answering.
"Humph." Luo Hang sneered and said, "Do you think I don't know? You've been going to the alchemy room a lot these days, right?"
"I … I …" Luo Xiaoxiao pinched the corner of her skirt with both hands and lowered her head even more.
Luo Hang walked in front of Luo Xiaoxiao and looked at her disdainfully. "I was wondering why that slut was injured by my kick. The next time I went over, her injuries were much better. I thought that it was someone from the Elder's Guild who went to treat her, but after asking old man Luo Chen, I found out that it was you, you little slut!"
Luo Xiaoxiao said aggrievedly, "Brother … Sister Zhiqing is too pitiful …"
"Sister Zhiqing!? Does that bitch have a name!? Who the hell are you helping!? "Luo Hang's eyes were red as he angrily rebuked.
Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with tears as she took two steps back. Although she was very afraid, she gritted her teeth and said, "She … She was your former fiancée after all … Furthermore … Our family has done so many excessive things to her, how can we still go and beat her? She has suffered enough …"
"Shut up!"
Luo Hang took a step forward and raised his hand, as if he was going to slap the girl.
But his hand stopped midway, hesitating for a long time. Finally, he put it down.
Luo Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she had already shrunk back, her beautiful face pale. Only when she realized that Luo Hang had not slapped her down did she raise her head pitifully.
Luo Hang's face was flushed with resentment and anger, "Look at you, listen to your fake benevolence … You really don't know what's good for you, you little bitch …
I didn't hit you today, not because you don't deserve to be hit, but because if I hit you, you'll have to show that pitiful expression of being bullied again, and then father will come and settle the score with me.
But Luo Xiaoxiao, don't think that just because you have father protecting you, I can't do anything to you.
Although you've been summoned back to the family, it doesn't mean that your identity has changed … You're just a little bastard born from a secular woman, you're not fit to be a direct descendant of the Luo family!
You're so good to that Hsiao Chih-ching, I'm afraid it's because you're in the same boat. She's a bastard, and so are you! "
Luo Xiaoxiao's face was pale as she looked at her brother in distress, "Brother … How can you say that to me … Although I've known since I was young that Mistress Leng wasn't my biological mother, I've always treated you as my real brother. Father told me to listen to you, and I've always listened to you … How can you treat me like this now …"
"Hmph." Luo Hang laughed sinisterly, "If you really listened to me, you shouldn't have raised your cultivation in such a short period of time! If you really listened to me, you shouldn't have attracted the attention of the Elders!
You used to say that the one to inherit the family in the future is your brother, but now! Aren't you relying on the fact that father is supporting you to fight with me for the position of heir!?
You're the one who pretended to be a good sister, but in the end, when the time came, you took advantage of the fact that I couldn't break through and made father unhappy, so you took the opportunity to hit me while I was down! You're such a hypocrite! "
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