Seeing that Xia Hou had arrived, he pressed his palm against the bed and tried his best to prop himself up.
"Father!" Jiang Kun hurriedly took a step forward and placed a pillow behind him so that he could lie down properly.
"It's an honor for you to come over."
"It's reasonable and emotional."Zhang Ronghua said.
" I heard that your medical skills aren't inferior to Yao Chen's. Can you take my pulse?" Jiang Shangcheng asked with a smile.
He smiled.
"Good!" Zhang Ronghua agreed readily.
Judging from his expression, Jiang Shangcheng was not pretending. His old illness had indeed relapsed.
He felt relaxed and happy. At least he didn't have to fight them. He could focus on dealing with Changqing Academy and the Dragon-Slaying Alliance.
He stretched out his palm and felt his pulse. The Heaven Devouring Internal Strength condensed into a thread and entered Jiang Shangcheng's body for a careful examination.
His lungs were injured. It was very serious!
