After a long while, the medical practitioner slowly stood up and said, "Fengxian Jun's body is not seriously injured." After that, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute," Beckett Yan said with half-lowered eyes, staring at Thatcher Feng's sleeping face: "Do you know where there is a more reliable medical practitioner who can treat demon cultivators?"
The medical cultivator paused for a moment in packing his things, then continued to pick up his medicine box with a nonchalant look on his face and said, "Even the doctor on the demon cultivator's side can't see any problem. The cultivation of humans and demons depends on the aura and spirit." "But Fengxian-Jun's body is really not abnormal."
Beckett Yan pinched her eyebrows to show that she already knew, and then waved her hand to let him go about his business.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was his and Thatcher Feng's breathing.
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