Chapter 89: Mr. Ying, join our Dragon Group!

Liu Chengwen didn't hesitate for a moment and swallowed the entire contents of the porcelain bottle. At the end, he smacked his lips and said, "There's no taste at all..."

But before he could finish speaking, his eyes bulged into perfect circles as he stared dumbfounded at his own abdomen!

There, it seemed as if a warm heat had risen out of nowhere, instantly spreading to his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, it was like the gentle touch of a spring breeze, the startle of a spring rain—every bit of pain disappeared without a trace.

30 seconds later, the heat flowed throughout his body, and Liu Chengwen felt as though he was bathing in the embrace of a mother, extremely comfortable.

Where was the slightest pain?

"Deputy... deputy leader, your wounds?"

After 60 seconds, Liu Mei and Yin Wuji were astonished to find that the deputy leader's exposed wounds were squirming as if maggots were crawling on them.

"The... the wounds are healing?"