Was the one who saved my life this young man before me?
He Wu stared wide-eyed, his expression full of disbelief.
He had been plagued by a mysterious illness, untreated for years.
Moreover.
During this time, he had invited numerous masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine, even Huaxia's three National Masters of Chinese Medicine.
Yet none could discern anything.
Even the divine doctor Jiang Qianyu couldn't find anything, claiming he was perfectly fine.
But afterward, his body grew weaker and weaker until the Essence Blood within him inexplicably dwindled.
This condition, however, had been utterly untreatable!
Now, it had actually been cured by a young man!
But soon.
He noticed the room was already filled with people.
Finally, he caught sight of Loon Dewang and couldn't help but gasp: "Master Loon is here too!"
"President He! I've come, but I couldn't be of any help at all!"
