When Li Qianyun woke up, she found herself lying on a sickbed, with senior figures from the clan currently diagnosing her injuries.
"Uncle Xiaogan!" she hurriedly tried to rise, but a sharp pain in her heart caused her to nearly lose her balance.
She had been wounded in the heart and lungs by Li Tianqing's hair-thin sword Qi; had her cultivation not been formidable enough to control the flow of Qi and blood, the blood within her heart aperture would likely have soon flowed into her lungs, causing her to die an untimely death.
"Qianyun, no need for formalities."
Li Xiaogan primarily practiced the medical arts and was a renowned imperial physician, having treated high-ranking officials and nobles in the Immortal Capital before retiring home to treat the entire Li Family up and down. A Li Family member might not know the sect master, but they could not possibly not know who Li Xiaogan was.
Li Xiaogan smiled. "You were wounded in the heart and lungs. If it is not treated, it will leave behind a massive hidden danger, and the next time you go all out in combat with someone, the injury will relapse. This injury must be properly recuperated."
Only then did Li Qianyun notice that there were other sickbeds in this room, occupied by Li Tianzheng and the others.
Their injuries were even more severe than hers, and at the moment, lying on the sickbeds, quite a few of them were groaning softly due to the intense pain.
"Uncle Xiaogan, why did you come here?" Li Qianyun inquired.
Li Xiaogan smiled. "I have been here all along. When you were pursuing Li Tianqing, I was watching from a distance."
Li Qianyun was slightly startled, failing to grasp his meaning. If Li Xiaogan had been watching nearby the