Dong Huiying muttered to herself.
"Strange, the word 'beam', its pronunciation, isn't it somewhat special? Beam, beam, beam…"
Suddenly her thoughts strayed, she fell into deep thought but still couldn't remember.
"I understand medical skills."
She tried to calm herself down, recalling that when she initially woke up, her first reaction was to check her pulse.
"I probably practiced martial arts?"
She was able to send Su Liang flying with one slap, her strength was great, or should it be called Inner Strength?
At this moment, a lackluster voice suddenly came from above her head. "Old Lady just knew, how could such a good thing fall on Old Lady's head!"
The little girl was huffing angrily.
Dong Huiying looked up and saw the tender young girl she had a fleeting encounter with at the city gate before, very cute, but also fierce, claiming she dislikes being called cute the most.
"It's you?"
She smiled slightly.
