"The recovery is going better than expected. The condition was already under control, and with the family so attentive, going for regular check-ups and keeping emergency medicine on hand, there's no need to worry too much on a daily basis, it's completely fine."
Zhang Yi, holding the medical report, finished speaking and turned his face aside to yawn.
He and Tang Chuang were old classmates, around the same age, and it was rare to find a doctor his age who still looked pretty well-preserved.
But right now, there was a tiredness in his eyes, a shade of dark circles beneath them, and although his usual neatly kept white coat was still buttoned, it appeared somewhat crumpled.
He handed the various test results to Tang Chuang.
Zhang Yi sat down, propped his chin with his hand, and not only did he look pale, but he also sounded rather downcast.
"You're really lucky, Brother. There are hardly a few cases across Yun Country so ominous as this, discovered and controlled so early on."
