The night falls.
Outside a guest room of the Xianlai Restaurant, a young figure stands still like a boulder, unmoving.
"Chen Yang, you really don't need to worry. Not considering combat skills, just talking about treating and saving people, even the nine major sects cannot compare to my City Lord's Mansion."
Beside him, Mu Gang leaned closer to the young man, who was none other than Chen Yang himself, and patted his shoulder, "And this Jin Wushu is the top physician at my City Lord's Mansion."
"She's said there's an eighty percent chance, which means it's a hundred percent."
"Physicians tend to be very cautious in their speech and behavior."
Earlier, after reaching an agreement with Chen Yang outside the city, Mu Ling'er personally contacted the City Lord's Mansion. An hour ago, the physician named Jin Wushu rushed to Shisu Town.
After checking Gu Zhiqing, she said this sentence about having an eighty percent chance.
