After Bei Yan finished eating the bowl of chicken legs that Qing Yao had sent over, he lay comfortably on the soft couch and patted his belly.

Life is enough with just a chicken leg!

After eating, sleepiness came over me, and I closed my eyes drowsily. After a while, I could even hear very faint snoring.

As day turns to night, the bright moon, accompanied by countless stars, climbs into the sky, adding a beautiful touch of color to the dark night.

Bei Yan was sleeping soundly when a bloody smell entered his nostrils. Bei Yan twitched his nose, and the smell of blood grew stronger.

I groggily opened my sleepy eyes and saw Jun Lin's tall figure sitting on the table. Jun Lin's left arm was wrapped with a strip of cloth, and traces of blood were seeping out of the cloth.

Bei Yan instantly snapped to attention. Here it comes! The chance to repay his debt of gratitude has arrived!

She stood up nimbly and ran quickly to Junlin's side: "Are you injured? Let me see."

A hint of emotion flickered across Junlin Shenzhi's face. Was the little guy... concerned about him?

But then the little guy unwrapped the bandages from his arm, and Junlin's forehead veins throbbed uncontrollably a few times.

Is this helping or making things worse?

"Hiss... This isn't me..." This wound is the mark left by my own elder brother's Maple Technique!

Feng Jue, Bei Feng's sword.

Those stabbed by Feng Jue will bleed profusely from their wounds, and it's impossible for the bleeding to stop until several pools of blood have formed.

But, hehe.

Bei Yan spread his fingers, and a jade medicine bottle appeared in his palm. Bei Yan opened the bottle and sprinkled the medicine on Jun Lin's wound.

Jun Lin instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but Bei Yan held it firmly, making him unable to move.

Junlin raised an eyebrow, quite surprised. The little guy had quite a strong grip?

"Don't move, be good, I'm applying the medicine for you! Let me tell you, this medicine took me a lot of effort to prepare."

"I begged for this from Uncle Medicine by begging and acting cute, so I can't waste it!"

Countless hardships? Acting cute and charming? Uncle Medicine?

What is all this nonsense? It's a complete mess, but seeing the little guy looking down and carefully applying medicine to himself...

The ripples that had stirred in Junlin's heart during the day were stirred again, and the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly.

Oh well, let her do whatever she wants.

Anyway, my arm is fine.

A slight coolness came from his arm. Junlin looked down in slight surprise and saw that his wound stopped bleeding, healed, and scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, until not a single scar was left.

Bei Yan's eyes curved into crescent moons: "How about it? Isn't it very effective!"

There was an undisguised sense of pride in his tone, because you have to know that Uncle Yao's medical skills are the best in the demon realm!

"Hmm, very effective." The little guy looked so cute that Junlin's silver eyes couldn't help but smile.

However, the little guy has such good medicine. If he remembers correctly, the number one pharmacist in the demon realm is named Yao Jin.

So the little guy is probably not unloved, but rather very much loved.

What a silly child! Such a huge flaw has been exposed, yet he doesn't even realize it.

Bei Yan had no idea that Jun Lin had so many thoughts in his mind. He gently put away the medicine in his hand and then looked at Jun Lin with a smile.

"I've healed your injury."

"Hmm, so good." Jun Lin gently patted Bei Yan's head, his words carrying a touch of tenderness.

She subconsciously wanted to shove Junlin's hand away, but then thought better of it. Oh well, she was leaving anyway, so she decided not to bother with this jerk.

With tolerance and generosity, I am such an excellent little princess of the demon realm~