Yuan Jiwen's face, once filled with a playful sneer, suddenly became void of any expression, his gaze intently fixed on Liu Jianshu's entire right arm, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, but it was as if his throat was choked, emitting no sound whatsoever.
He was extremely familiar with Liu Jianshu's right arm, covered in pockmarked red spots, and the medicine smeared on the arm was also his concoction. Otherwise, how could he have confidently made those remarks in such a situation!
Moreover, even Elder Pang, one of the three great medical saints, was helpless against such a condition. It would be impossible for anyone in the Huaxia Country's Medical Circle to immediately improve it.
But who could have known that Shen Feng would still send out the silver needles through the air, not only improving the condition of Liu Jianshu's right arm but also completely restoring it.
