It's a shame Ji Youcheng's face was covered with a veil; otherwise, Zhu Xiuxiu would have instinctively said, "Not good!" upon seeing it.
Her handsome husband was done for.
"Let's go upstairs and talk. Let Second Brother handle the matters outside."
Zhu Xiuxiu had said all that needed to be said; the rest was up to Ji Youran.
Over there, Ji Youran approached to take Second Master Li's pulse. Li Yanyan, standing nearby, stared intently at him. She felt as though she had seen this man somewhere before. And the middle-aged woman she'd seen earlier, holding the person who seemed to be a jinx, also looked familiar.
After Ji Youran took Second Master Li's pulse and examined his leg, he heard the old doctor ask, "Mr. Ji, what's the patient's condition?"
"It's quite complicated," Ji Youran replied. "I've never encountered such a condition, and I fear his legs can't be saved."
