Even in the midst of speaking, blood surged up mouthful by mouthful, causing her words to be somewhat intermittent.
Yet, Ye Tian was truly filled with deep respect.
This woman was not simple; she was admirable and indeed outstanding.
She truly deserved to be called a goddess.
"You are quite good too." Ye Tian smiled: "Just now, I was a bit heavy-handed, my apologies."
Heavy-handed?
Underneath the blood-colored veil, Mengli Qingtan inexplicably felt like crying; it was not just heavy-handed, it was as though heading towards killing her directly!
"Your injuries, if you trust me, I can help you heal. I have a greater talent for healing than in martial arts. I am a Divine Doctor, a true Divine Doctor," Ye Tian spoke.
Very seriously.
Because his perception of Mengli Qingtan had suddenly become quite favorable.
Thus, he was willing to help Mengli Qingtan heal.
