"Mom, I also have some medical skills. Let me take a look at Uncle Yi. I might have a way," Lu Zijia comforted her.
In fact, her medical skills weren't inferior to her ability to catch ghosts. In fact, it could be said that she was even better.
However, she was used to never telling people about this, in case something unexpected happened in the end and disappointed them.
"Alright, alright, just do your best." Du Xiangjun wiped her tears and nodded emotionally.
"Alright, Xiao Jun, stop crying. If you cry again, your eyes are going to be as big as buns," Du Jinli said helplessly and worriedly when he saw her crying again.
Du Xiangjun sniffed and forced a smile. "Alright, I won't cry anymore. Shiyuan will get better. Even if he doesn't, I'll watch over him for the rest of my life."
After they entered the ward, they saw Yi Shiyuan lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
