"Come in."

As soon as Yun Qingyan arrived at the door, the door opened from inside.

Nie Zhao walked out with the swollen face, looking at Yun Qingyan's disgusting expression, feeling sad and angry.

Who is the credit for my good yard becoming like this?

But, I can’t tell you the pain!

"I have something to say in the house." Nie Zhao turned around and went in first.

Yun Qingyan's eyes kept falling on Nie Zhao's face. Nie Zhao was staring in embarrassment and pretended to be fierce, "What are you looking at? Have you seen enough?"

Yun Qingyan shrugged his nose and smiled, "Vice President Nie, who did the injury on your face?"

According to the recovery power of the divine master, such a small injury should have been cured long ago, but there was no trace of recovery on Nie Zhao's face, which means that the person who beat him was extraordinary.

"It's not your business. Why do you still ask about the gossip of the tutor? Hurry up and tell me what are you doing!" Nie Zhao felt complicated when he mentioned the wound on his face.

Looking at the time when the Sun Feng Liaomian and the mysterious Lord came, the two of them probably didn't want to know about this, and they even hid it from Yun Qingyan. If they didn't say it, how dare he say it?

"What if I could heal your injury?" Yun Qingyan said with a smile, remembering the money he owed the mysterious old man, and couldn't help but have a idea of ​​Nie Zhao.

Although he looks like a rough man on the surface, Nie Zhao is very delicate inside.

What was the idea of ​​this little fox?

Nie Zhao was not deceived, coughed twice, and said righteously, "Good student! The teacher is unshirkable to lend a helping hand! This is the style of our No. 1 Academy students!"

A high hat instantly buckles Yun Qingyan.

Nie Zhao thought very beautifully. He asked Yun Qingyan to treat his wounds voluntarily. Although he knew that the wound on his face was deliberately tried to punish him and it was not healed for a long time, Nie Zhao thought to himself that if the person whom the adult wanted to protect took the initiative to heal her, that adult should not have investigated the reduction of the punishment period, right?

Yun Qingyan looked at Nie Zhao with a smile, "Although the students intend to heal your injuries, this method of healing is very labor-consuming... Students may need a little advanced Yuanyu to restore their strength."

Nie Zhao knew that he had to bleed heavily this time.

"How much do you want?"

"Ten thousand high-level Yuan jade." Yun Qingyan couldn't help feeling guilty when he said this.

"Ten thousand?!" Nie Zhao's voice rose a few points. You can buy several high-quality healing pills for 10,000 yuan.

Although he is not short of money, he didn't expect it to be so expensive.

"Although it is a little expensive, it takes effect very quickly. Vice President, you don't want to go out with this look, right? It will damage your handsome and majestic image!" Yun Qingyan swears confidently.

In fact, Nie Zhao has taken a lot of healing medicines, but they have never worked. Those elixirs add up to about 10,000.

"Okay, ten thousand is ten thousand. Now start treatment. If my face can reduce swelling, pay immediately!" Nie Zhaodao.

Ordinary doctors and alchemists cannot cure it. Yun Qingyan is from Fengyun City, so there should be a way.

Seeing that Nie Zhao was so straightforward, Yun Qingyan was not idle and immediately started treatment for him.

She has herbs to reduce swelling and stasis, and the key is to draw out the remaining energy on Nie Zhao’s face.

First, he crushed several herbs to dissolve energy into juice and applied them to Nie Zhao's face. Yun Qingyan's spiritual sense strode towards Nie Zhao's musculoskeleton, "Deputy Director Nie, relax your body and gather your strength."
Chapter completed!