"Li Chuan, don't bother. Medicine and martial arts are one family. Although my medical skills aren't great, I know what's wrong with my body." Ma Tianfeng smiled gently. "This injury has damaged the source of my heart pulse; it can't be cured."
"Dad, Li Chuan's medical skills are remarkable, he might really have a solution." Ma Yuanzhi recalled the tingling sensation when Li Chuan treated her, causing her face to redden again.
Remembering that scene made Ma Yuanzhi's face burn, but her body felt incredibly comfortable, an unprecedented feeling.
"Yes, Tianfeng, my illness was cured by Li Chuan; his medical skill is indeed magical," Miao Cuilian agreed.
Actually, Miao Cuilian never expected to get pregnant at her age, and more bizarrely, it turned out to be a liver fetus.
Ma Tianfeng just smiled; he was so weak that he seemed to have lost the strength to speak.
Anyway, considering a dead horse as a living one when treating it can at least comfort his wife and daughter.
