Gu Qingluan withdrew her hand and scrutinized the other person.
Feng Tianlan saw her furrowed brows and asked, "Is it very serious?"
"It's quite serious. You should know better than me," Gu Qingluan couldn't help but ask, "May I be so bold as to inquire how you got your old ailment?"
"I was ambushed," Feng Tianlan said softly, a fleeting cold light in his purple eyes.
"It happened a long time ago, right?"
"Yeah."
Gu Qingluan said, "I can't cure your condition temporarily, but..."
She paused.
"But what?"
"I could probably use that stone of yours to get you treated," Gu Qingluan explained without waiting for him to speak, "I'm not saying this to covet your belongings; it's just stating a fact."
The words sounded like an attempt to deceive.
Feng Tianlan smiled with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I understand. It's just that I can't give you that stone."
