Jiang Muxue said, "Yes, the doctors from our sect said the same thing, but they can't figure out the exact cause, and no one can remove the sword from the wound."
Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said, "Let me take another look."
Ling Zhenfei carefully examined the man's wound again, using his Perspective Eye to thoroughly check the injury.
"The first thing we need to do now is to remove the sword from his chest; we'll deal with the rest later."
Jiang Muxue asked, "Are you confident?"
Ling Zhenfei looked at the man, who seemed to be in his twenties, not yet thirty, and his power was already at the Pursue Heart State.
He was indeed quite handsome. No wonder Jiang Muxue was so attentive to him. Ling Zhenfei thought to himself that he was quite handsome too, but Jiang Muxue treated them differently. Perhaps he had come too late.
