章節 167: House Call

The glass doll tried his best to maintain a calm appearance. He wasn't the only one. Both Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian had calm expressions, his young mistress façade wasn't strange in the least. They were the perfect triple pack of icebergs.

"The young mistress is doing much better," the astonishment in Doctor Ping's voice was apparent. He stroked his mustache slowly, straightening out the slight curl at the end as he contemplated something.

"Better?" it was Xuan Yang who prompted the elder for more information.

"Yes," Doctor Ping seemed to be brought back to the current day and time. "I wasn't expecting him to make such a recovery in only three moon cycles."

Again, he paused, and moved his fingers as if making calculations. "Yes, it has only been three months since the young mistress..."