So, he endured, even if it was uncomfortable, even if it was irritating.
Tang Yuxin came over, following the procedure, checking the bones, conducting an examination, asking questions.
When she put away her stethoscope and slipped it into her pocket, Qin Ziye hurried over and asked her in a low voice.
"Yuxin, my dad's okay, right?"
"Yes, he should be fine."
Tang Yuxin took out a pen and began to write something in the notebook she carried with her. She would take him to get a rib X-ray. If the bones were fine, then it wasn't a big deal, just needed some rest.
"What about his leg?" Qin Ziye asked softly again, "My dad has started limping when he walks."
"The leg bone is fine."
Tang Yuxin kept writing, standing still.
"But..."
Qin Ziye still felt there was something wrong with the leg bone. Otherwise, if the bones were fine, how could a person limp and not walk properly?
"It's just a flesh wound, the bones are fine."
