Beisang pulled a bottle of green potion from her Space Ring and placed it in front of her. "A spray will make it feel better."
"Thanks." Lin Jingjing took it and immediately began spraying it liberally on her wound. The flowing blood stopped at once.
Lin Jingjing's eyes widened when she saw how quickly the potion took effect.
Not only that, but the wound was also slowly healing.
"Chief, this medicine of yours is amazing," Lin Jingjing said with a smile. Her gaze then shifted to the other woman, her smile growing wider. "Chief Bei, how about you let me keep this bottle?"
Beisang, who was fiddling with an instrument, didn't even look up. "Suit yourself," she said.
"Thaaanks—" As Lin Jingjing said this, she was already stashing the potion into her Space Ring.
Once the instrument was set up, Beisang stared intently at it.
Lin Jingjing watched as well, and even Aidan, standing beside them, stared at the device.
Under the gazes of all three, the instrument began to whir to life.
