A True Healing Touch

When Tom and Uncle Wei arrived at the door dedicated to boiling medicine, Little Tian was squatting in front of the clay pot, fanning the fire. Tom stopped Uncle Wei from disturbing him, pulling him to the side to quietly observe.

After a while, Little Tian uncovered the lid, fanned it with his hand, sniffed the aroma of the medicinal soup, nodded, and then carefully poured the medicine into a nearby bowl.

"Look!"

Uncle Wei's eyes widened in astonishment as he saw a faint blue glow emanating from Little Tian's hands as he poured the medicine. The color was faint, and Little Tian himself didn't notice it because he was so focused on pouring the medicine.

"What does this mean? Is Tian Zai using his ability?" Uncle Wei stared at his beloved grandson in amazement.