"What are you looking at me for?"
Su Qingqing felt embarrassed as she was being stared at by Yan Moshan.
"Well, I want to treat the injury on your leg, but just wait a moment, I'll try it on myself first!"
Yan Moshan said, and stretched out his index finger to make a small three-centimeter cut on his left arm. Then he tilted the black bottle and poured some golden medicinal liquid with the color of amber onto the wound on his right arm!
"Eh, it's so cool!"
Yan Moshan looked at the golden transparent medicinal liquid on his left arm's wound and felt it was remarkably interesting. Then, he witnessed something magical.
As the golden medicinal liquid soaked in, the wound on his left arm began to heal. After a short while, there was no trace of the wound at all.
"Wow, this stuff is amazing!"
Yan Moshan was delighted to see the effectiveness of the medicinal liquid!