At that moment, Ling Jue had arrived at the Xiao family's mansion. She asked Tang Yuan to go in and investigate the situation.
"Lord Jue, there are more than ten people sitting in the living room, and the old man is lying on the bed on the second floor."
"..."
Ling Jue touched her chin and smiled. "Let's go see the old man directly."
"Yes."
Ling Jue dodged the surveillance camera and jumped into the window on the second floor.
It was pitch black inside, and only the bright moonlight outside the window was shining in.
"Who is it?" The old man opened his sharp eyes and stared at the person standing by the window.
"The person who is treating the illness," Ling Jue lowered her voice and walked over.
"Young Master Jue Yu?" The old man sat up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. His voice was much calmer now.
"Yes." Ling Jue walked over. The moonlight fell beside him, and she could see the old man's weathered face clearly.
He looked to be in his eighties. Ling Jue was a little surprised. He should be in his seventies this year.
Why was he tormented by the illness to such a state?
Ling Jue sat down on a stool with her long legs and pressed her hand on his leg. "Can you feel anything?"
"No." Elder Xiao was stunned. He did not expect the young man to be so direct.
Ling Jue frowned. A silver needle appeared in her hand. She lifted the leg of his pants and stuck it into his ankle.
"Can you feel anything?"
"No. "
Ling Jue put away the silver needle. She now understood the severity of the situation.
"What? You can't treat it?" Elder Xiao chuckled. "These legs were injured in the war when I was twenty years old. It's an old problem. Three bullets were put into them at that time..."
Ling Jue was silent as she listened to him continue.
He looked out the window, his eyes a little cloudy. "I really can't do it anymore. The hospital said that my bones are already dead. If this continues, I might be completely paralyzed unless I amputate my leg. However, without this leg, I won't be able to fight with my brothers when I see them in the future... That's why I don't want to amputate my leg. I'll die anyway. I have a lot of children and grandchildren now. It's pretty good. I can leave with peace of mind."
Ling Jue did not say anything. She took out a silver needle and continued to stab him.
"How old are you, kid?"
"Twenty-five."
"You're still young. Why do you want to do such a thing?"
"I'm free."
"..." Elder Xiao was suddenly choked. Why was this kid so unlikable?
He pouted angrily and snorted. "Kid, don't take on such things if you don't have the ability."
Ling Jue raised an eyebrow. A silver needle pierced his leg.
"Hiss..." Elder Xiao felt a pain in his leg and turned to look at her. "You did it on purpose?!"
"You can still be saved." Ling Jue put away the silver needles leisurely and pinched his leg.
"You..." Elder Xiao felt that he was going to die from anger.
Ling Jue looked up at him. "What did you say just now?"
"..." Elder Xiao stopped talking. He had just said that he was not capable, but this kid had made his leg feel. What else could he say?
"Lie down first." Ling Jue's voice was always calm. Even if she found out that he could still be saved, there was no emotion on her face.
"..." Elder Xiao lay down obediently and stared at his face. This kid was so young.
Why did he look like he was only in his teens?
If Ling Jue knew what he was thinking, she would be speechless. She had asked Tang Yuan to make her more mature, but why did she look like she was still in her teens?
Unfortunately, she did not know that she was observing his legs with a small flashlight, her face serious.
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