"Brother... Junior brother!? What are you trying to do!?"
Zhao Yijing's eyes flew open, and as she looked at Lin Chen in front of her, her heart filled with both shock and embarrassment, followed swiftly by a surge of anger.
"Senior sister, you misunderstand. I am treating your wounds,"
Lin Chen earnestly explained, and indeed his intentions were just as he stated, though prior to healing her, he wanted to ascertain the extent of the injuries she had suffered.
Although the Primordial Transformation Art did have remarkable healing effects, if Zhao Yijing had sustained severe external injuries, she would need the concurrent treatment with elixirs designed for such wounds.
"Junior brother, you are shameless. I did not expect you to be someone who takes advantage of others in their time of need. It seems I misjudged you before."
Zhao Yijing struggled for a moment, trying to resist, but her injuries were too severe, leaving her without any strength.
