"The lower limb veins are blocked, making it difficult to move, commonly known as lower limb paralysis. But this is different from ordinary paralysis. If the veins aren't opened in time, the muscles will atrophy and further necrotize, leading to irreversible and permanent damage," Zhao Guo'an concluded.
"Enough with the explanation, just tell me if you have a solution," Xiao Feng urged.
"This is not my specialty, I'm powerless," Zhao Guo'an shook his head and sighed.
Xiao Feng tilted his head: "That's not right. Earlier, you said your ancestor was the pioneer of vein studies, Bian Que. Isn't this precisely your area of expertise?"
"It's different," Zhao Guo'an shook his head again: "There are many types of vein problems. Her condition happens to be beyond my treatment range. It should have been caused by a sharp tool piercing the skin and the veins being affected by toxins."
"Really no way?" Xiao Feng lowered his voice and asked.
