Hu Xiaotian asked Visa to fetch Yang Lingqi. Yang Lingqi had been staying at Fengyi Manor lately, and came over promptly when he heard that Hu Xiaotian wanted to see him, bringing a map he had drawn himself. Since Meng Zizai had treated his right hand, its function had improved considerably. Although it could not return completely to normal, he no longer had much difficulty holding a brush and writing. To regain his former mastery of painting, however, he would probably need another operation, followed by prolonged, tireless rehabilitation exercises.
That was precisely why Hu Xiaotian had invited Yang Lingqi over. Previously, he had been so busy with other matters that he had never found time to operate on him. Now that he finally had a temporary respite, he intended to use it to reconnect the partially severed tendons in Yang Lingqi's right hand, hoping to help him recover its function as quickly as possible.
When Yang Lingqi heard that this was why Hu Xiaotian had summoned him, he smiled calmly. "Prefect, you needn't trouble yourself over me. That I've recovered this much is already a mercy from heaven. Being able to write and paint has left me more than satisfied. I dare not ask for anything more."
Hu Xiaotian examined his hand. Yang Lingqi still could not freely straighten his little finger and ring finger; the tendons there were probably severed. Surgically reconnecting them would certainly improve the function of his right hand considerably. Hu Xiaotian said, "I'm confident I can restore eighty percent of your right hand's former function."
Yang Lingqi currently had only about fifty percent of the function in his right hand, and even that had been an unexpected blessing. He had never dared hope for eighty percent. Seeing how eager Hu Xiaotian was to help,