A moment later, Yang Fei slightly furrowed his brow.
Tong Yunshu and Zhu Chengyou, along with others nearby, noticed his sudden frown and tensed up, while the Zhu Family members inwardly sighed, disappointment evident in their eyes.
Just as with the other doctors, it seemed he was unable to provide treatment.
Unable to contain her impatience with the matter, Tong Yunshu asked Yang Fei, "How is it?"
Yang Fei did not reply but began feeling around some joints on Zhu Tianshou's body.
Seeing his meticulousness, no one disturbed him, but a few from the Zhu Family shook their heads in disbelief, thinking that Yang Fei was too young to discern the nature of their father's problem and was merely posturing.
Some time later, Yang Fei looked at Zhu Tianshou with a complex expression, his gaze deep and probing.
Zhu Tianshou, sensing Yang Fei's stare, also looked at him and, with a faint smile, said, "Young man, it's alright if you can't detect my ailment, I'm still very grateful."
