"Father's left leg is broken and needs bone setting, Tai Yi, help support him."
"Alright."
She quickly stepped forward, adjusting Uncle Shu's broken bones into place.
Shu Yu then fetched gauze and wooden boards from the house to stabilize the fracture.
Afterward, she began to address the wound on his wrist.
At this moment, Liang Hui also stood up and walked towards the parlor outside.
"Is that you, Tai Yi? Wait," a hoarse voice called from behind him.
"Dad, you're awake," Shu Yu exclaimed with surprise. She couldn't stop the tears from sliding down her cheeks.
"Uncle Shu, it's good that you're alright."
Liang Hui turned around, speaking softly.
Uncle Shu's cloudy eyes watched the tall figure standing at the threshold of the parlor.
Although his consciousness was blurry when he was rescued, he roughly guessed what had happened, right?
After all, that Second Young Master from the Chen Family didn't intend to let him live after the fourth son died.
