"That's right!"
Mu Qikun's voice trembled violently.
"Divine Doctor Jiang!"
"My heavens!"
Mu Huang and Mu Jianni both took a step forward, their faces etched with shock.
"Master, you truly are a master practitioner!" Xue Zhong's expression was even more stunned.
How could they not be shocked? He had determined there was a three-millimeter-long metal fragment at the site of Mu Qikun's old injury just by touching it.
Jiang Xinghai smiled faintly.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, my son Qikun served in the War Department for many years. The metal fragment embedded in his spine is shrapnel. We've been to many hospitals, but they all said there was only a ten percent chance of successfully removing it..." Mu Huang explained with difficulty.
"Do you trust me?" Jiang Xinghai asked.
"Patriarch Mu, what are you still hesitating for? My master is a Divine Doctor!" Xue Zhong grew annoyed seeing the Mu family's hesitation.
