However, why did Duan Xiaomo get along with her? Ling Chuxi also felt a little baffled, not able to find a reason why.
"Chuxi, please help me cure Xiaomo's sickness, I beg of you," Duan Qingchen implored, bowing deeply to Ling Chuxi. Right now, he was not the master of a sect, but just an old man who was worried about his grandson.
"Uncle Duan, there's no need to ask like this." Ling Chuxi immediately stepped aside, saying, "To be honest, although I can see Xiaomo's sickness, this is something I haven't seen or heard of before, so I can't figure out a treatment method."
"As long as you find the cause of his sickness, it'll be easy to deal with. Your Golden Pill Sect is famous because of their medical skills, so sooner or later you will find a way," Duan Qingchen said confidently, though it sounded like he was trying to convince himself.
