He rolled up the trouser legs of Uncle Ban's slacks to above his knees.
Chen Hai examined both of his legs carefully, from top to bottom, for a good while.
Under normal circumstances, someone who has been paralyzed in both legs for twenty or thirty years would, owing to nerve death and the lack of exercise over the years, certainly have legs as thin as kindling.
However, Uncle Ban's legs were very well-maintained.
Perhaps it was because he lived a life of luxury and often had someone to massage his legs.
Apart from being a bit pale, his legs were only slightly weaker compared to a normal person's.
"Uncle Ban, I'm now going to use the Little Five Thunder Skill to try and treat you."
"Don't be nervous, just relax a little."
"And don't worry about the results of the treatment, just know that the worst outcome cannot be any worse than your current condition!"
With a faint smile, Chen Hai greeted Uncle Ban.
