"Qingshan, why are you here? Have you found the Divine Doctor?" Qiann Yan "concernedly" asked.
Hee Qingshan was already unwilling to discuss this matter. Now he didn't even want to look in the mirror, repulsed by the sight of the two hideous scars, which made him feel nauseated.
Somehow, the scars on his face were unusually large, surrounded by an abnormal proliferation of tissue, making it hard for anyone to look at him directly because of the scars.
As he approached Qiann Yan, he certainly couldn't wear the bamboo hat. Besides, he had always considered Qiann Yan his woman, beneath him even if she was the Emperor.
No matter how he looked, she shouldn't despise him in the slightest.
"Divine Doctors are reclusive experts, elusive as ghosts, so I haven't found one." Hee Qingshan's expression was impatient as he glanced around, especially at Xun Zihuai.
