The medicinal effect of the Blood Pill is excellent, and using it for such a simple treatment would be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
So Ye Haochuan didn't use the Blood Pill but took out a few ordinary Healing Pills and fed them to Hu Wang.
As the pills went down, with the assistance of Ye Haochuan's Silver Needle, Hu Wang's complexion visibly recovered at an astonishing speed.
The crowd held their breath, afraid to interrupt Ye Haochuan's treatment. Only Hu Ke's face turned green and white, wanting to drive Ye Haochuan away but not daring to do so.
The more he acted this way, the more guilty he appeared like a thief with a guilty conscience.
"No, I can't just let him wake Hu Wang up!" Hu Ke was anxious inside but somewhat at a loss.
Just then, he suddenly smelled a faint scent. This aroma was so subtle that ordinary people wouldn't notice it. But its appearance made Hu Ke's eyes light up.
Before long, the maid with the lowest cultivation fell softly to the ground.
