At that moment, Qiao Yuchan took out a small Jade Vial of Earth's Milk that she had brought from the cave. Because its potency could not last long, she had only taken a little bit with her.
Now, however, it proved to be quite useful. This substance had marvellous effects on healing external wounds, and she was carefully applying the Earth's Milk to He Feiman's injuries.
The moment the terrible wound came in contact with the Earth's Milk, it began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was nothing short of miraculous.
Yet, He Feiman's attention was not at all on her healing, but rather her eyes were wide open in shock, staring blankly at the scene before her, fixed on the collapsed stone wall without uttering a word for a long time, her inner turmoil and astonishment beyond description.
"He...." He Feiman could not believe it and let out a single word, at a loss for what to say next.