Lift Qin Chen's palm and drip the fairy liquid.

Zi La La...

The flesh and blood in Qin Chen's palm actually smelled like pepper at this moment.

The heartbreaking pain made Qin Chen frown.

"Ah, wrong, wrong, not this bottle..." Ji Baifan hurriedly took out another jade bottle and dripped out the fairy liquid.

A faint fragrance surrounded the two of them.

The flesh and blood in Qin Chen's palm gradually squirmed in agreement.

To be on the safe side, Ji Baifan still wrapped the gauze around it and tied a bow carefully.

After finishing one hand, Ji Baifan raised Qin Chen's other hand.

"Why are you here so late?" Qin Chen asked.

When Ji Baifan heard this, he hurriedly said: "I was about to leave as soon as I heard the news, but Wang Ye, that bastard, didn't come to see you until everything was ready."

Qin Chen raised his eyebrows.

"The king is just a second-rate person!"

"Aren't you?" Qin Chen said.

Ji Baifan looked at Qin Chen, lost his momentum, nodded and said, "Me too."
Chapter completed!