"Ah…" Nán Wǎnyān unconsciously cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her roared with fury —,She was just an ordinary girl, yet she inexplicably had a deep affection for this fierce-looking man—the current Wing King, Gu Mochen. She was willing to give up everything for him.,With her medical skills, she could cure her own face in minutes.。