Following the scent, Mo Ye went straight to the hospital where Bai Lian was.

Bai Lian's face suffered moderate burns, with all layers of skin burned by the flames. Fortunately, the subcutaneous muscle tissue was preserved.

Having just undergone debridement, she is currently lying in bed with an IV drip in her arm.

The thick smoke irritated his respiratory tract and throat, causing him to groan softly and hoarsely.

Even with painkillers, she still felt pain.

The pain brought her to her senses, and it also made her angry.

She blamed it all on Quequel.

Not only did they steal her snake fairy destiny for eighteen years, but they also ruined her face.

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow paced back and forth beside the sickbed.

Although his beloved student was not in mortal danger, his face was certainly ruined.

Bai Lian stared intently at him, her eyes filled with pain, grievance, anger, and pleading.

"Xiao Lian, don't be afraid, Master has a way. You will definitely get better."

He immediately thought of the two reverse scales he had taken from Kui Kui.

Strictly speaking, the reverse scale is also a snake's molted skin.

It can treat swelling, pain, numbness, and various stubborn skin diseases.

His eyes lit up as he removed the wet gauze from Bai Lian's face, revealing a horrifying and extensive wound.

He carefully placed the reverse scales on Bai Lian's left and right cheeks.

He formed hand seals and chanted, "Protect my beloved disciple, by the power of the law! Go!"

The reverse scales emitted a seven-colored light, hidden within the muscles.

Bai Lian immediately felt that the pain on her face had eased a lot.

She said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Master."

There's no need for thanks between us.

"Xiao Lian, you rest for a while, your master will go buy you some food."

Bai Lian gave a soft "hmm" obediently, and after the One-Eyebrow Taoist left, her gaze towards the door suddenly turned vicious.

She cursed inwardly: It's all that old man's fault. I thought he was capable, but he couldn't even protect his own disciple!

She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and closed her eyes.

"Are you injured?"

A strange man's voice suddenly came from the hospital room.

The voice was deep, gentle, and magnetic, giving people a sense of security and making Bai Lian subconsciously want to rely on it.

She eagerly opened her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Mo Ye.

How can there be such a handsome man in this world!

His hair was as black as ink, yet as cold and pure as the snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

His eyes were like stars, yet brighter than the moon in the sky.

Even in his outlandish attire, his unparalleled beauty remained undeniable.

Bai Lian was filled with curiosity as to why such a handsome man had suddenly appeared in her hospital room.

And it seems like they care a lot about themselves.

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, unable to make out the person in front of him clearly, but he could smell the strong stench of blood on her.

Snakes can see, but their eyesight is very poor.

His physical form has been cultivated into a dragon, which has largely made up for this deficiency.

When Kui Kui entered the snake coffin, he was able to see Kui Kui's appearance clearly.

However, he is now too far from his original body, and his eyesight has almost dropped to zero.

Why aren't you saying anything? Are you mute?

Bai Lian was unsure what the man in front of her really meant.

They say they care about themselves, but their tone is cold.

"Yes, I have a sore throat."

Mo Ye frowned slightly, channeling his spiritual energy into his palm and placing it on Bai Lian's neck.

Bai Lian, whose throat was originally burning hot as if it were smoking, now felt her throat was cool and clear.

She was utterly astonished.

The pain is gone, I'm all better?

It was cured in no time!

Does that mean my face can be saved too?

She suppressed her urgency, and in her softest, sweetest voice, said, "My face is injured too."

Mo Ye frowned even more deeply.

He was blind, but not deaf, and certainly not stupid.

Although he only met Kui Kui once, he remembered her appearance and voice perfectly.

Mo Ye asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Bai Lian was slightly taken aback. From Mo Ye's few words, she had already guessed that the man in front of her had mistaken her for someone else.

If it was a beautiful misunderstanding, then she would let it become the beginning of wonderful memories to come.

She feigned a coquettish tone and said, "Don't you even recognize me?"

Mo Ye was clearly not buying it. With a wave of his hand, the reverse scale that the One-Eyebrow Taoist had planted under Bai Lian's cheek muscles immediately flew into his hand.

"ah!"

Bai Lian immediately screamed in agony, and the next second, an invisible hand pressed down on her neck, slamming her against the wall.

"Speak! Where is Kui Kui? Why is her destiny with you?"

"Why is this Achilles' heel in your hands?!"