"What happened to your hand; it's been injured?" Ge Dongxu asked with a slight frown, concern evident in his tone.
"Yes, someone severed my tendons," Zhang Junhui replied respectfully.
"I've studied some medical skills; let me take a look for you." Although everyone else addressed him as Mr. Ge, following Chairman Lin, only Zhang Junhui referred to him as Master Ge, a clear sign of someone who truly valued old relationships. Hence, without a second thought, Ge Dongxu offered help.
"Thank you, Master Ge, but there's no need. Master Yang has already seen it, and thanks to his help, it has recovered somewhat; otherwise, this hand would be completely useless by now," Zhang Junhui said, his face showing gratitude.
"Ahui, since my uncle master has offered, this is your opportunity. Do not hesitate to thank Master Ge," Ouyang Murong quickly reprimanded Zhang Junhui with a glare when he saw the latter refusing Ge Dongxu's kindness.
