Holding Shen Rongfei's ankle, Li Zhiyan gently started to massage her.
Li Zhiyan was an extremely filial child, and the scene before him,
made him think of the many things that had happened when he was in Sucity.
At that time, he and Shen Rongfei had gone through a lot, and it was after that,
Shen Rongfei had completely treated him as her own son, which always filled Li Zhiyan's heart with warmth.
"Son, with your level of Traditional Chinese Medicine, how long would it take to heal Chenchen's foot?"
Li Zhiyan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."
"Although my Traditional Chinese Medicine skills are somewhat magical, I can't be sure of the recovery period."
"We'll have to see how it goes, but Mom, one thing I can be sure of is,"
"I can definitely heal Chenchen's limp."
Listening to Li Zhiyan's words, Shen Rongfei slowly closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.
Her heart felt an unprecedented level of relaxation.
After resolving her daughter's issue...
