"Do you think Grandpa fainted not because of a stroke?"
Seeing Ye Feng's unusual expression, Nie Qingwu couldn't help but frown and ask in confusion.
"Doctors won't make a conclusion lightly before they see the patient, but I'm eighty percent sure that Old Master Nie didn't suffer a stroke!"
Ye Feng chuckled and nodded.
Although Ancient Martial Artists, like ordinary people, are made of flesh and blood, their life functions are many times higher. Diseases like strokes, common among the elderly, have an extremely low probability of affecting Ancient Martial Artists.
Moreover, considering his understanding of Elder Nie's health, he simply didn't fit the profile of someone who would have a stroke!
"Don't worry, after we finish visiting the secret vault, we'll go to the hospital. No matter what disease Elder Nie actually has, I will definitely make sure he stands up healthy again!"
Seeing Nie Qingwu's nervous expression, Ye Feng squeezed her hand and comforted her softly.
