In the yard of the Sanatorium of Jiangnan Military Force, an old man was doing morning exercise in his practice uniform. He was performing his punching skills, bringing up wind. Nobody could tell that he was over seventy years old.
After that, Nalan Jie made a close posture. He picked up the cold tea Nalan Wushuang brought to him, and drank them all.
"Grandpa, you're recovering really quickly," said Nalan Wushuang.
"I should thank the little magic doctor. I am more than recovering, and I feel like I am twenty years younger!"
"Well, that big fraud did have nice medical skills."
Nalan Wushuang nodded and said. After Qin Haodong's treatment, she felt much better than before. Her menstruation became regular, and she felt warm inside now, instead of feeling cold like before.
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