"Young Master, it's highly likely that the wrist bone in your right hand is fractured."
Accompanying Jiang Heng, along with his bodyguard, was a family doctor skilled in medicine. She didn't need an X-ray; she just pinched Jiang Heng's arm and from his reaction she could tell the extent of his wrist bone injury.
Jiang Heng's cold, stern face was pallid with pain, making his hostile aura even more apparent.
Upon hearing the diagnosis from the family doctor, he wasn't surprised. The instant his wrist was grasped by Xu Xingguang, Jiang Heng knew there was a nine out of ten chance his wrist bone was fractured.
It was only today that he realized he had truly underestimated Xu Xingguang's combat prowess.
His emotions were quite complex now, mingled with anger and indignation, as well as astonishment and bewilderment.
