An Mingji lowered his gaze and glanced at the injury on his arm.
He reached out and took the white porcelain bottle on the table, pouring all the stream water inside onto his arm.
"Hiss!"
A sharp pain struck, and An Mingji couldn't help but let out a groan of pain.
His handsome and captivating face broke out in a fine sweat.
Although the stream water's effects were miraculous, the pain it brought was unbearable.
Linda watched as the Young Master's arm trembled slightly, clenching her hands tightly.
She decided that once this matter was over, she would definitely go to accept punishment.
While she was consumed by guilt, the injury on the Young Master's arm healed rapidly, visible to the naked eye.
It truly healed, the black blood and filth from the wound dripping to the ground with the stream water, revealing an unscathed arm.
To Linda, this scene was simply too incredible!
With the wound healed, An Mingji's furrowed brow relaxed, and he said coldly, "Re-bandage it."
