"Doctor Jiang?" Feng Wu called his name again.
"What? Oh —" Jiang Yuan came back to himself. Looking at Feng Wu, he asked, "May I call you Miss Feng?"
Feng Wu gave him a nod. Even when she wasn't looking, her hands were still sewing steadily.
"Miss Feng, what medicine refiner level are you?" Jiang Yuan sounded bewildered.
As much as he trusted this Miss Feng's capability, she still looked too young to be…
"The medicine refiner level?" Feng Wu shook her head. "I've never taken a test, so I don't know for sure."
Although… it was very likely that she had reached the grandmaster level, Feng Wu added in her head.
Doctor Jiang fell silent.
"So…" Jiang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "After you sew the hand back on, he can use it? As good as new?"
"What else? Do you think I'm doing this for fun?" Feng Wu rolled her eyes at Jiang Yuan. "You finish this up."
