"Hello, Feng Zhuoran."
Jiang Xinghai quickly came back to his senses. He wasn't so depraved as to harbor any lewd thoughts about a young woman.
'Besides, I have Shen Lingxue, who possesses the Thousand Derivation Spiritual Body—a constitution far more perfect than Feng Zhuoran's!'
"Zhuoran, this is Lulu."
Her eyes filled with a mother's love, Su Wanqing continued the introductions, "And this is Auntie Liping."
"Sister Lulu, Auntie Liping," Feng Zhuoran greeted them politely.
Feng Lulu and Lin Liping didn't put on any airs and started chatting casually with her.
"Stand in front of me. I'm going to examine you."
At this, Jiang Xinghai motioned for Feng Zhuoran to come forward.
Feng Zhuoran came forward without hesitation, a sliver of hope in her eyes. "Divine Doctor Jiang, have you ever cured an illness like mine before?"
"No," Jiang Xinghai shook his head.
Whether in Kunlun or the mortal world, he had never encountered a patient with leukemia.
