Chen Feng looked at the time and said lightly: "It's only two minutes!"
"Brother Li, do you feel anything?" Jiang Qinghan asked curiously.
Wei Li felt it carefully and showed a strange look on his face: "How to say it, it's just cool, itchy, it feels quite comfortable anyway!"
After he said this, everyone became even more curious.
Generally, the wound will feel itchy when heals. Is the ointment really useful?
Two minutes passed quickly.
Han Yue kept staring at the time. When two minutes came, he would immediately speak at the pinch point.
Chen Feng took the lead and said to Wei Li: "Okay! Get rid of the ointment!"
Wei Li had a strange look on his face, looked at Chen Feng hesitantly, and reached out to touch the scar.
At this moment, the green ointment on the scar has become slightly hard and condensed into a piece.
Wei Li took a deep breath, picked up the edge of the ointment, and lifted it up bit by bit.
Everyone's eyes followed his movements and stared at the under the ointment.
When the entire ointment was lifted, everyone stared wide and was stunned in an instant!
I saw that the location where the scar was originally had a smooth area. Apart from the slightly tender skin color, where could there be a shadow of a scar?
"This...how is this possible?"
Han Yue was also dull and shocked.
It was so incredible that a scar was completely eliminated in just a short while?
This green ointment really has such a magical effect?
No, everything is definitely not true. They know each other, maybe they have prepared in advance?
Thinking of this, Han Yue sneered: "It's just a scar, it doesn't prove everything! Wang Junwen, come out, do I remember there is a scar on your arm? See if he can get rid of it?"
Wang Junwen came to his senses, nodded, walked forward, rolled up his sleeves.
A scar about ten centimeters long, like a hideous centipede, lay on his arm.
"If I can remove this scar, I will be truly convinced of you. How about it, do you dare to verify it?"
Han Yue raised her eyebrows and looked at Chen Feng, her tone full of provocation.
Chen Feng glanced at the scar on Wang Junwen's arm, shook his head, and flipped his hands to cover the medicine bottle.
Seeing him shaking his head, Han Yue thought he was afraid of making a fool of himself and admitting his conscience, a smile appeared on his face and was about to speak.
But Chen Feng's face darkened and he shouted coldly.
"What are you? How can you let the things I have worked hard to make you question and squander it? How can you use good medicine on garbage? You are too self-righteous!"
"you……"
Han Yue's sudden change in attitude and the content of her words was so angry that her face turned blue and she almost vomited blood.
Wang Junwen's face also darkened. Isn't the garbage in the other party's mouth just talking about him?
Everyone didn't understand why Chen Feng refused, but looking at the small medicine bottle and looking at the scars on Wang Junwen's arm, they immediately understood.
Such long scars were covered with ointment, and there was probably only a lot left in the bottle!
"Okay, Chen Feng, don't be angry!"
Jiang Qinghan smiled and stretched out his white hand, pointing to a scar that was faintly visible on it.
"This is what I stayed when I was a kid, why not try it?"
Then she looked at Han Yue again.
"Xiaoyue, if you don't believe it, you can check it!"
"No need, I've discovered this scar long ago!" Han Yue shook her head and said.
Chen Feng nodded, opened the medicine bottle again, picked out some ointments as before, and applied them evenly on the scar.
"Because it's an old injury, it takes longer, about ten minutes!"
Jiang Qinghan nodded lightly, with a little expectation in her beautiful eyes.
Ten minutes, say it’s not long, say it’s not short!
As everyone was waiting anxiously, time came soon!