Five minutes whisked by in the blink of an eye.
Indeed, as Zhang Xiaofan said, there was some itching.
However, it was within the range that Lin Wanrou could tolerate.
Zhang Xiaofan placed his hand on Lin Wanrou's fragrant shoulder.
Lin Wanrou suddenly felt a bit nervous.
She really hoped it would be as Zhang Xiaofan had described.
But at the same time, she feared there would be no effect.
After all, she was full of anticipation and didn't want to be disappointed.
She turned her head and focused her gaze on her shoulder.
"Wan Rou, the moment to witness a miracle has arrived,"
Zhang Xiaofan said.
Then he gently lifted off the blue ointment.
The previously ugly scar was gone, replaced by skin as white as snow and as smooth as jade.
Lin Wanrou covered her pretty red lips with her hand.
She looked on in surprise and disbelief with a face full of joy.
She couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiaofan... this... it's magical!"
Zhang Xiaofan also smiled and said, "You can touch it."
