The doctors at Biyun Mountain are naturally skilled, always finding Ning Ye's injuries peculiar. Yet, under Ning Ye's gaze, they feel fear and dare not speak up, even if no one else is in the room.
Ning Ye doesn't need him to say it, he just needs him to know how to treat it, "I understand, just prescribe the medicine. How long will it take to heal?"
"The Young Master's injuries are too severe, I fear..." The doctor couldn't be sure and after pondering for a while, he offered a time he felt certain about, "I fear it will take half a year."
Ning Ye asked again, "If I can leave the mountain, how long will it take?"
The doctor estimated, "At the very least, a month or more."
Ning Ye said nothing, merely looked at him.
The doctor couldn't withstand the pressure of Ning Ye's gaze, quickly changing his words, "At the very least, half a month."
Ning Ye nodded, "Treat it as if it needs half a month."
The doctor gritted his teeth and agreed.
