Xiao Yifeng quickly removed the gauze from Fang Siqi's face, revealing a paste-like ointment plastered on her cheeks.
"All done, go to the bathroom and wash off the ointment on your face, and take the chance to see if it's back to normal."
Xiao Yifeng said indifferently.
"Has it really returned to normal?"
There was a trace of nervousness in Fang Siqi's eyes, her heart somewhat uneasy.
"Don't worry, it's fine."
Xiao Yifeng patted Fang Siqi's shoulder and said with a smile.
Taking several deep breaths, Fang Siqi stood up and walked toward the bathroom.
"Wow, it really has recovered!"
Soon, Fang Siqi's shocked voice came from the bathroom, and she hurried out, her face full of excitement.
The ointment had been washed off Fang Siqi's face, and the scar from the dagger that had been inflicted last night had completely disappeared. Her facial skin was as fair and smooth as snow, with no sign of any scar.
"How is it? I told you it would be alright!"
