Pei Huaian's lips curved up ever so slightly with joy as he concurred, "Doctor Shao is right."
Shao He nodded, his mind, however, was preoccupied with other matters. "Regarding Pei Siyang's leg atrophy, I would like to understand more about what exactly happened," he said.
"I heard that the Imperial Physician said all the muscles below his calf have necrotized, but the specifics are not very clear." Mentioning this, Pei Huaian's expression turned grave.
"This won't do, I need to know his specific condition before making a conclusion, is it possible for you to take me to see him?" Shao He said, his expression turning solemn.
"Of course, when there's time, I'll arrange a meeting for you two. But why do you suddenly want to meet him?" Pei Huaian asked curiously.
Shao He smiled and explained, "I suddenly remembered there's a way to fit another type of prosthetic limb without amputation, although it's not as convenient as Bai Yi's."
