"What do you mean?" the Second Young Lady urgently asked.
Cha Wenliang sighed and shook his head without speaking.
"Divine Doctor Cha, Xue An, why aren't you saying anything? Does this mean his injury can never be healed?" the Second Young Lady asked, her face full of despair.
Cha Wenliang nodded.
The Second Young Lady staggered, nearly fainting to the ground.
Yue Qinghuan quickly stepped forward to support her, and only then did the Second Young Lady barely manage to stand, though her face was as pale as white paper, and she softly murmured.
"No, this can't be, there must be a way to heal him! There has to be, right Xue An? Answer me!"
Yue Qinghuan wanted to console her, but at the moment, her face was also covered in tears.
Seeing this scene, An Yan and Ao Shu were both silent.
Instead, it was Yue Shifang not far away who slowly opened his eyes at this moment, smiling as he spoke.
