Medical Martial God

Within a clean and tidy room.

This was the first time she'd seriously sized up Ye Xuan. He had exquisite facial features carved out of sharp blades, sharp eyebrows, and starry eyes. Although he'd fallen into a coma and gone pale, he was still somewhat handsome.

Because of this aura, it was completely different from when Ye Xuan was lying on the sickbed, on his last breath.