While the soldiers were busy lining up, Mo Xifeng turned to look at Mo Qiang whose entire arm was filled with pus-filled boils and found them extremely unsightly to look at, she caught Mo Qiang's wrist which was unaffected and then pulled her aside before taking out an anti reactive ointment.
" You…was there a need to hurry like this?" Mo Xifeng carefully applied the ointment on the boils but they were too large to be handled by a simple ointment at this point. " You could have slowly purified the water."
" Yeah, I could have," Mo Qiang had done it so many times that the boils no longer bothered her, at this point, she felt a bit uneasy if she did not feel the sting of the boils in her right arm.
Xiao Jiao: (¬_¬")
" What are you a masochist?" She remarked while looking at Mo Qiang.
