"See? I told you there wouldn't be a problem."
When the Winslow couple rushed forward recklessly, Fu Qian didn't try to stop them. Instead, another beam of moonlight sent Orintel flying, swiftly putting an end to Silent Contemplation.
His final action was to bow slightly to the patient's relatives, motioning toward Miss Winslow lying at his feet.
The abnormalities on her body had vanished without a trace, her face now lifelike—a result Fu Qian imagined would match what the patient's relatives hoped for.
The lighting was poor; these two mere mortals clearly couldn't perceive any finer details.
So, as he let go of her hand, Fu Qian casually flicked her forehead as a parting gesture.
As Miss Jane's body jolted awake, the icy expressions on her parents' faces instantly melted away.
"Jane is okay? Then earlier, you were..."
But clearly their lingering doubts remained, as Mr. Winslow asked his question with a complex expression.
