The elder slowly said:
"Yuan Denian!"
Zhou Yu nodded.
"Elder Yuan, let me check on you first."
Yuan Denian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"All right."
Zhou Yu took Yuan Denian's pulse.
A moment later, his eyes flickered.
"Elder Yuan, in the past ten years, you have suffered three major injuries, each of which consumed a significant amount of your vital energy, leading to your current condition."
Yuan Denian's pupils shrank, his face showing surprise.
He had not expected that Zhou Yu, just by feeling his pulse, would be able to so accurately diagnose his condition.
However, Zhou Yu wasn't entirely correct.
Just as Yuan Denian was about to speak, Zhou Yu suddenly continued.
"Moreover, you must have sought treatment from a famous doctor."
"Unfortunately, that doctor misjudged your condition, delaying the optimal treatment window and indirectly causing your injuries to reach this 'incurable' state."