Ye Ling carefully examined the scales-like substances on Liu Yuandong's body.
In fact, these were not scales but a kind of toxin.
However, when there were too many toxins, they would overflow from Liu Yuandong's body and harden, transforming into this appearance.
After examining for a while, Ye Ling gently pinched these toxins.
"Hiss!"
Liu Yuandong immediately inhaled sharply, appearing to be in great pain.
"Ye Ling, how is my dad doing?"
Liu Qiao'er had walked in from outside at this time, asking worriedly.
Ye Ling didn't speak but tried to feel Liu Yuandong's pulse again.
"Come on, just tell me, how exactly is my dad?" Liu Qiao'er asked anxiously.
A moment later, Ye Ling let out a sigh of relief and smiled, "It's alright, the toxins haven't spread to the heart. Otherwise, Uncle Liu would have really been beyond help."
Liu Qiao'er's eyes lit up, "Are you saying that you can cure my dad?"
"Mhm."
