The adjutant ignored Yan Bingyang's protest and pulled him straight to the bedside.
Dragging a wooden stool over, the adjutant took the medicine box from Yan Bingyang and urged, "Physician Yan, please check on General Ji quickly."
Sitting down, Yan Bingyang lifted the thin blanket and took Ji Hui's hand.
While he checked Ji Hui's pulse, Feng Xiyan stood nearby, calmly observing as Yan Bingyang examined Ji Hui's wounds.
Five minutes later, Yan Bingyang retracted his fingers and frowned slightly.
Seeing his frown, the adjutant became even more anxious. "Can you treat him?"
Yan Bingyang glanced briefly at Feng Xiyan, then looked at the adjutant and calmly answered, "Don't worry. I can treat him."
When the adjutant heard that, his eyes lit up. Grabbing Yan Bingyang's hand, he sincerely pleaded, "Physician Yan, please save our general."
