A warm feeling rose from his stomach, spreading to his limbs. Li Fan found himself feeling a lot more comfortable.
Especially the injury on his chest, which had significantly lightened in an instant under the effect of this warm flow.
"Sister, what kind of medicine is this? It's so effective…" Li Fan blurted out without thinking.
Meanwhile, memories of the past floated in his spirit consciousness.
He and this Sister Zhao were both from Long Wind Village under Daqing Mountain and they had known each other since childhood.
Half a year ago, a group of bandits attacked Long Wind Village, and most of the villagers fell victim to their carnage. Only he and Sister Zhao, who were playing outside, survived.
When they saw the flames rising from the village and ran back, they ran headlong into the bandits, who were returning with their loot.
Sister Zhao was young, but her beautiful appearance attracted the attention of all the bandits.
