"Alright, Grandpa."
Qiao Yin smiled, carrying the medical box over to Gu Guotai, "Going back to the Gu Family home or eating, it's all not urgent. Such matters can be early or late; it doesn't make a difference. I've been most concerned about your leg, that's what's most important. Let me take a look first. Have you had someone massage it on time these days? The muscles that were so hard to start healing, they haven't atrophied again, have they?"
What Gu Guotai valued most, of course, was his own leg. He had done so much, aiming to buy people's affection, hoping that Qiao Yin would treat him with all her heart and effort.
"There had been massaging, and the muscles haven't atrophied again. But, without your acupuncture, the massages seem to be of no use. These past few days, my legs have completely lost sensation again."
