"Young lady, do you understand medical skills?"
Ke Zhennan glanced at Ji Ruyan, smiling.
Ji Ruyan nodded, "I know a bit. If Elder Ke doesn't mind, I can take a look at you. What do you think?"
"Let's eat first. I have been neglecting you two today. Initially, I should have invited you for lunch at noon, but because I was occupied, I've called you over now for a meal. I hope you don't mind."
Ke Zhennan smiled gently, speaking kindly.
In fact, looking at him like this, one wouldn't have guessed he was actually a Ninth Order Martial Spirit master.
Instead, he resembled a frail old man, forced to sit in a wheelchair due to illness, enduring a life of hardship.
At the lunch table, everyone ate in silence.
After the meal, Ke Zhennan beckoned Ji Ruyan over, "Young lady, come over. Let this old man see how your medical skills are. Take a good look, and then tell me what you find."
"Yes, Elder Ke."
Ji Ruyan nodded, not daring to disobey.
