It was recovering at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
The wound healed, and the scar fell off. A Second Life force came to his palm, and new flesh grew. His pale face regained its color.
After a while.
Xiao ran retracted his hand, and he had already woken up.
"Your humble servant, Qiao Lin, greets Your Excellency! Thank you for saving my life, my Lord. " Qiao Lin knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully.
The injuries on his body had almost recovered.
However, he couldn't circulate his energy. Once he did, everything he had done before would be in vain. He would need to rest for two to three days.
"What happened?" Xiao ran asked.
"It's like this ..." Qiao Lin quickly recounted the entire incident.
"The nether Guard's reach is so long? It seems that they have people in the Bureau of military personnel as well. " Xiao ran's expression was cold.
Qiao Lin took out the Imperial edict and handed it to Xiao ran.