C112 (1/2)

”In order to guarantee its effect, it would be better to take the skin from a living person. However, the skin used from a dead person is also about the same, but it has to be a living corpse that has just died.”

”In the end, it's still just a dream.”

”Dream?” He laughed. ”Could it be that the General has been dreaming for the past ten years?”

”This is the general's original appearance. With my current medical skills, it is indeed impossible to cure the general's face. However, I cannot. There must be someone in this world who can.”

Her eyes instantly blazed with boundless brilliance. ”Really?”

”Really.”

Zhu Guanliang's eyes became unfocused, and his heartbeat quickened. The thought of becoming sick jumped in Zhu Guanliang's mind once again.

He had never seen tens of thousands of beauties before, but he had seen many beauties, and even more beauties that could topple empires. However, all of these were just passing clouds that could not be clearly depicted on.

However, ever since he had seen the portrait of her study, his face had been etched into his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it. With just a thought, his face had clearly appeared before his eyes, to the point where he didn't even take a glance at the portrait when he made this mask.

”I will definitely cure your face.” he promised.

When he said that in the beginning, Zhou Leping did indeed hold a lot of hope. However, after realizing that he couldn't be too optimistic, and that everything should go according to plan, if he couldn't treat it, he wouldn't be too disappointed.

Therefore, she waved her hand nonchalantly, ”Don't push yourself too hard. I'm very satisfied with the present you gave me today. However, now isn't the time for me to be lustful of looks.”

”The general doesn't believe me?”

”It's not that I don't believe you, but I don't know what kind of face I have.”

She couldn't help but take out the hairpin and place it in her mouth. With a vague voice, she said, ”You don't have to force yourself, now that I think about it, I was a bit too forceful before.”

”No need to force it. I'm a doctor, and the face of a general can also be considered as my obsession as a doctor. If I can't cure it, my heart will feel uncomfortable.”

It seemed that all doctors had this kind of obsession, which was to cure someone. On one hand, it was to prove their medical skills, and on the other, it was also a virtue.

She stopped arguing with him. Her hair was coiled like a Taoist's, and she was about to pin it down when the door in front of her opened.

There were two people standing in front of him.

One was Chang Feng.

The other was Zhao Shiqian.

Chang Feng stood at the door, his mouth wide open so that a fist could be stuffed inside. He stared at Zhou Leping's face, looked at him, looked at him again and again, with an expression like he had seen a ghost.

Zhao Shiqian's expression was not any weaker than his, as though he was hallucinating, and if not for who was standing behind Zhou Leping, he really would have thought that he was stopped by Zhao Deng just now and lost his head due to a small cup of wine.

”Huang …” ”Your majesty?”

Zhou Leping was startled and immediately took the hairpin from his mouth. As a result, his hands relaxed and his hair covered his entire back, causing Zhao Shiqian's heart to tremble as well.

”Your Majesty, why didn't you send someone to inform me? This subject …” ”He's in a sorry state, but he's still far from his goal. He deserves to die a thousand times for his crimes.”

Chang Feng regained his senses, but he was clearly still in shock, and his words stuttered, ”Huang … It was the emperor who didn't allow it … ”It's not allowed to be spread around.”

”Go down first and prepare some tea snacks.”

Chang Feng agreed and silently retreated.