"Yang Cheng, the ointment you made is so effective. Can you sell me this bottle?"
Tao Qian Qian hurriedly walked up to Yang Cheng, full of joy.
"Of course not. I can't sell this bottle."
Yang Cheng immediately refused. The smile on Tao Qian Qian's face stiffened, but then she heard him say, "This bottle is a gift for you. How could we make Miss Tao spend money on medicine herself."
"Apply it to your entire face before you sleep tonight, and by tomorrow morning the blisters will shrink. If you keep using it every day, this jar of ointment is enough for your recovery."
"That's great! Thank you, Yang Cheng!"
Tao Qian Qian was overjoyed and immediately rushed over to hug Yang Cheng.
Despite the blisters on her face, the young girl was lively and radiant, with fair skin and a full figure, clearly a pure and beautiful young lady.
"You're welcome. We'll take our leave now; I still need to visit other patients."
