"Steward Luo said it was urgent? What is this?"
Zhang Jinquan looked at Lu Yan on the wooden bed, a bit confused.
"First, take a look. See if you can check if there's anything unusual around his heart."
At this, Zhang Jinquan assumed the man was a friend of Cheng Zongyang and his expression turned serious.
As he took the man's pulse, the small cabin fell silent. Luo Dingran watched from behind, knowing this person probably wasn't important to Cheng Zongyang, or treatment would have started long ago.
But he didn't ask any questions.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhang Jinquan stood up, looked at Cheng Zongyang, and asked in confusion:
"Sir, his injuries caused his qi and blood to flow in reverse. Beyond that, his qi and blood are depleted, likely from great exertion without proper replenishment. As for his heart, there's nothing unusual. Sir, did you find something?"
Cheng Zongyang frowned and explained the situation.
