Baili Xia looked at Fan Yi and said helplessly, "If we can't cure him, the pain in his hands and feet might last a long time."
The reason she dared to treat Guisu before was because Guisu's tendons were not completely ruined.
Perhaps because the person responsible was a woman, so the damage to the tendons wasn't that severe.
But this time, it was obvious that the attacker had undergone special training, striking with such ferocity that all the tendons were severed.
Fortunately, it was a new injury. If, like Guisu, it had been injured for so long already,
even if Baili Xia used all her strength, there wouldn't be even a ten percent chance of success.
"Is that all? I believe my brother would rather try. If he becomes disabled and can't practice martial arts, he would rather die," Fan Yi said firmly.
Baili Xia understood that many people like him might choose to take risks if they were to become frail and weak.
