"Bow your head, let me look at your head."
Xiao Yu obediently bowed her head, allowing Li Changqing to examine her. Ah Mi watched anxiously from the side, interjecting with questions now and then.
"I think I understand the situation. Girl Xiao Yu, you tell me your own diagnosis."
Xiao Yu thought blankly for a moment, her unfocused eyes turned towards the direction of Li Changqing's voice.
"Before, my head must have taken a heavy impact, causing a blood clot to form at the back of my brain, which resulted in memory loss. As for my eyes, probably from overuse, but I don't know when they'll heal. Regarding my body... Right now, I probably only have two or three layers of my original strength. If Uncle Changqing, you were to exert your Inner Breath to its fullest against me, I might have already perished."
