"Right, sister-in-law." Just at that moment, as if he had suddenly thought of something, Sanqiu looked at Mu Lin, "The leg of that guy just now, is it also like mine at the beginning, beyond saving?"
Mu Lin nodded, "The location of your injuries is exactly the same." It could even be said, down to the last millimeter.
Exactly the same, that is to say, "His leg, is it ruined?"
Mu Lin: "Not entirely." His expression seemed thoughtful, "If he can receive treatment within thirty hours, like you."
That is to say, within thirty hours, it could still heal completely.
"What sister-in-law means is that, in this vast place, unless we find someone with medical skill like sister-in-law's." There would be no problem. Young Master Jing went online as a translator, the smirk on the corner of his mouth once again revealing a mischievous air.
No one knew whom he had learned it from.
Young Master Jing: Of course it's sister-in-law.
Mu Lin looked at Jing Youlan but did not speak.
