The Foolish Doctor spoke little and focused solely on practicing medicine. He had been observing Axian and had taken his pulse as well; however, after doing so, his expression suddenly darkened.
Nan Feng quickly asked, "Is there still hope?"
These past few days, she had watched Axian sleep without waking, and she hadn't had a good night's rest herself, her heart constantly in knots.
After checking the pulse, the Foolish Doctor immediately took out silver needles and began to apply them while speaking, "I will first seal the child's meridians to ensure his vital energy does not leak out any further, but if you want him to return to his former condition, I am powerless."
"Divine Doctor, are you also powerless?" Nan Feng asked anxiously.
