Witnessing Leng San’s instantaneous paleness on his face, Leng Fandi, apparently stressed out, was emitting a quiet sigh, before saying.
“Young master, it’s okay. I’ve been finding a way to cure my wife’s illness, at my wit’s end, for more than three years. Even the best royal doctor of the dynasty shook his head after seeing her condition. I didn’t expect much from you, young master. Please don’t strain yourself.”
Knowing too well how serious his wife’s ailment could be, Leng Fandi did not want to perturb Leng San.
The distracted Leng San was woken up by Leng Fandi’s calling.
‘I cannot afford to stir up the situation by telling them she was poisoned. I need to investigate the issue myself.’
After thinking about it for a moment, Leng San quickly reverted his expression back to normal, just before giving the man a thin smile.
“Elder Leng, it’ll be alright. I can completely cure your wife’s ailment.”
“Is that true, young master?!” The man was elated.
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