Song Yun had stopped him for a long time, but he couldn't hold Xiao Qing's hand. Now when he saw her crying, he smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you crying?"

"Yes. Why am I crying? I have already made such mental preparations, but I still have a luxury to hope." Xiao Qing wiped her tears and said softly.

"Who said this is a luxury?" Song Yun made a face with a smile.

"It's not a luxury? Are you saying?" Xiao Qing saw Song Yun nodding and immediately ran to the mirror, took a look, and started crying again.

Song Yun was surprised. He ran up and held her shoulder and said, "Why are you crying?"

Xiao Qing suddenly turned around, threw her body into Song Yun's arms, put her hands around his waist, and shed tears silently.

"It's okay. It's more beautiful than before." Song Yun patted Xiao Qing's back and said gently.

"Well. I thought I would never be better. I thought I would never be better. Thank you, thank you really," Xiao Qing said crying, flowing into Song Yun's coat, wet.

"Silly. Because you are my woman, I want to help you. Otherwise, I don't care about you. Besides, it would be so comfortable to have a beauty around me. If she is an ugly monster, she doesn't have appetite."

Xiao Qing's face was ready, and Song Yun dared to make some jokes in this regard. When she was injured, he would not say such words even if he was beaten to death.

Xiao Qing laughed timidly. She looked back at the mirror again. Since she was injured, she refused to look in the mirror again. After she came back from the weird old man, she had a strong desire to look in the mirror every day, but she held it back. She told herself that when one day she washed off the black layer of things on her face, her face would be as intact as before. Unexpectedly, there would be such a day.

"By the way. The old man finally gave you a bottle of medicine. Remember to wipe it." Song Yun reminded with a smile.

"Yes." Xiao Qing nodded, took out the black bottle from the table and handed it to Song Yun.

Song Yun frowned and took it over. Grandma's, the old man's things were dirty with others. The scalpel was black, the medicine used was black, and even the bottle was black, probably the heart was black. The bottle was very ordinary and light, and it was very smooth on the outside. When I opened the bottle, there was half a bottle of liquid inside. I smelled it, but there was no smell. There were three ancient characters on the bottle: "Yipingtang"

"It seems to be water?" Song Yun said in confusion. Isn't this old man a lie? Is this bottle in the world, it's colorless and tasteless. Could it be the water he ran there to fill?

"What are you looking at?" Lin Zhaoyun stood at the door with a smile. When her eyes stopped on Xiao Qing's face, her eyes were round and her mouth was open in an O-shaped shape, and she screamed: "Is your face?"

Xiao Qing smiled with a pursed lips and nodded.

Lin Zhaoyun ran to Xiao Qing and looked left and right, then turned around her body twice, gently touched the skin in front of Xiao Qing with his hand, and screamed again: "Oh my God. It's so amazing. That weird guy is really amazing. How did he do it? There is no scar at all, and his skin is all new. Although the color is a little different from the face on the right, after a period of adaptation, the skin color will gradually become normal and so great. I want to go and worship him as my teacher."

Lin Zhaoyun is a doctor and is itchy when she sees skills. There are such wonderful techniques in the world, how can she not be moved?

"You want to take him as your teacher? What should you do?" Song Yun laughed and joked.

"Hmph, my master is not as good as others. I will destroy him." Lin Zhaoyun finished speaking, and found it interesting, giggled, smiling like a flower. His face was a little pale. "Actually, my master also went to him to discuss medical issues with others, but he ignored him. Then he ran to take him as his teacher, but he was rejected. Finally, he got angry when he mentioned the weird person. No one was allowed to mention it."

"There is such a thing?" Song Yun laughed. Unexpectedly, after he left, many interesting things happened in the master's sect. Looking at Senior Sister Zhaoyun's happy look, Song Yun felt ache in his heart, curled his smile, and asked softly: "Why don't Senior Sister ask him to treat his illness?"

The smile on Lin Zhaoyun's face also froze. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "He is not a god, and it is impossible for everyone to be cured. Unfortunately, he can't cure my disease."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Song Yun said anxiously.

"I tried it. If I could cut off the root, I would have been cured long ago. I could live until now. Thanks to him and my master." Lin Zhaoyun waved his hand with a smile. "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Today is a good day for Xiaoqing, and we should be happy. By the way, what are you doing research just now?"

Seeing that she was unwilling to continue on that topic, she couldn't ask any questions. She was about to have a good talk with his master before leaving, and then help her visit famous doctors after going out or see if modern medicine can solve this problem. Song Yun handed over the black bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a bottle of colorless and odorless water."

Lin Zhaoyun took it with a smile, looked at the three words outside, looked stunned, then pulled open the bottle plug and smelled the smell, and said with a smile: "Do you think this is colorless and tasteless water?"

"Isn't it?" Song Yun asked strangely.

"Then give it to me." Lin Zhaoyun said with a smile.

"It's not impossible to give it to you, but what is this? That weird old man gave it to you. He also said that there is only this bottle in this world." Song Yun asked curiously. The things that can make Senior Sister Zhaoyun like are definitely not ordinary things. There are many in ordinary medicine sects.

Lin Zhaoyun nodded with a smile. "I said, he is the only one in this world who has this thing. This is Yipintang, and there is indeed only this bottle in the world. Xiaoqing, can you give me two drops? I only have two drops."

Lin Zhaoyun turned her face and looked at Xiao Qing with a pleading face.

"Hehe, this thing cannot be used all the time. It is too precious. Just two drops, apply a drop on one side of your face, and then wait for it to penetrate the skin by itself."

"What's the use of this?" Xiao Qing became curious about this thing.

“It can keep reborn skin cells on your face.”

"Continue." Song Yun urged anxiously.

"Hehe." Lin Zhaoyun smiled, glared at Song Yun, and said, "You can't use it, why are you anxious?"

"But I'm curious. Sister Zhaoyun, please tell me it quickly. What exactly can this thing do?"

"She is a woman's treasure and can last forever." Lin Zhaoyun said with a shiny face. Aging is the biggest natural enemy of women, and there is something that can retain youth and beauty. How can people not be moved?

"Really or false? Is there such an effect?" Song Yun was a little distrustful.

"I don't believe it. Didn't I tell you? I didn't have anything to do in the past few years, so I studied some medicine books in the sect all day long. I just heard of this thing. There are records in "Qifang", so you can check it out yourself.

"Why did the old man ask Xiaoqing to apply two drops a day?" Song Yun asked in confusion.

"Who knows. He is a weird guy. I don't understand his thoughts. If you don't believe it, forget it. I only need two drops. Anyway, I believe it." Lin Zhaoyun said, opening the bottle plug, dripping a drop in front of the mirror, then tilted his head, waiting for it to penetrate on its own. Xiao Qing smiled and looked at Song Yun, and dripping two drops on his face like that. Song Yun thought for a while, and put the whole bottle in his pocket while the two were not paying attention.
Chapter completed!