"I thought you were just saying that to comfort me." Lu Qing was pleasantly surprised, but also a little apprehensive. "Will your medicine really work? I've consulted a few cosmetic surgeons, and they all said that scars from gunshot wounds are very difficult to remove."
"Don't worry, my medicine is absolutely effective!" Zhao Yuan was full of confidence.
Lu Qing thought of the Soul-Stabilizing Incense.
Recently, the Soul-Stabilizing Incense had become incredibly popular in Rongcheng City. It wasn't just the rich and powerful; many ordinary people had also heard of its fame, and Lu Qing was no exception. Even her father had managed to get two sticks from a good friend for her to use. And it was true—after using the Soul-Stabilizing Incense, she felt not only that her emotions had calmed down considerably, but even the healing speed of her wound had quickened!
Others might not know, but she knew that the Soul-Stabilizing Incense was made by Zhao Yuan!
