"Do you want to come to my hospital for a check-up tomorrow? Get an X-ray so I can see how well your leg is recovering." Old Meng stood there, stroking his chin as he stared at Shen Jue, "Can I dissect your calf, take a look inside, and then stitch it back up for you?"
"What do you think?" Shen Jue countered with a question, his gaze cold and sharp.
Old Meng knew that was not going to happen.
"So, are you coming to my hospital tomorrow?" Old Meng asked.
"No, I have a good idea of how well I'm recovering." Shen Jue thought it unnecessary to go to the hospital for a check-up and cause trouble for him and Rong Qingqing.
He felt his leg was perfectly fine, just like before the accident.
The only issue was some muscle atrophy, but that could be remedied with post-recovery exercises.
It wouldn't take long for the leg muscles to fully recover.
