"Oh, how did the inspection go?"
Hearing Zhao Xiyan's hopeful query, Qi Yue suddenly snapped back to reality and hurriedly recounted the discovery from last night.
"When you first fell off the horse, did it seem like it wasn't a big deal, but then the pain worsened day by day, and after a while, you lost sensation in your legs?"
Zhao Xiyan nodded repeatedly, recounting the incident as well as his medical treatment over the past two years.
Everything proved that Qi Yue's deduction was correct.
The blood vessels in Zhao Xiyan's legs were necrotic, and his tendons had atrophied; under normal circumstances, there would be no possibility of him standing up again.
But she had the Ghost Gate Needle Technique, and if she could find the rumored White Rhino to remake his tendons, she was fully confident that she could make him stand again.
Seeing Qi Yue's solemn expression, the wall of hope that Zhao Xiyan had always maintained also began to wobble a bit.
