the soup to his lips, stopping him mid-sentence.That's enough.As Qingxuan said, everyone has secrets in their hearts. He doesn't want to talk about things, and there's no need to force her to say them...As if using all her strength, Zhou Hong squeezed the sound out of her mouth.

Zhou Hong: "Divine Doctor Sister, I... Can my face really be cured I'm afraid that others will see my face and call me a monster." 。I'm more afraid... that one day my face could get better. 。But it was all just a dream... and nothing more. 。Upon hearing this, Qingxuan was slightly taken aback. 。From Zhou Hong's words, she could tell that Zhou Hong was deeply insecure about the birthmark on her face. 。However, such a scene was just a small one for Zhou Hong. 。

The number of patients she has treated is vast.

Many patients avoid seeking medical attention because they are afraid that their illness cannot be cured.

Qingxuan heard this with a light chuckle: "Miss, is it all just a dream You need to try and see for yourself." 。If you don't even try, then your life is already predetermined. 。And such a fate has little to do with the birthmark on your face. It's because your weakness has drawn a prison around your own heart, marked by the birthmark on your face. 。 。Have you ever heard of, the ugly empress Zhong Wuyan encircling Qingxuan.Suddenly, a petal fell onto her lips.That petal was quite warm, even with a hint of sweetness...A ray of morning sunlight streamed into the room, and Qingxuan slowly awoke from he...