Genius Doctor: The Black Stomach Miss
Poison (1)

A servant pushed Jun Qing to the edge of the lotus pond in the back garden to look at the lotus flower that was blooming. Jun Qing, however, was in no mood to enjoy the beauty.

Hearing the sound of small steps from the side, Jun Qing turned his wheelchair around and smiled as he looked at Jun Wu Xie who was slightly blushing.

"You finally want to get out?" Jun Qing pretended to be nosy.

Since Jun Xian had allowed Jun Wu Xie to study medicine, he had indeed confined himself, only in the pharmacy room and nowhere else. It's a very rare thing.

Jun Wu Xie looked at his uncle who was smiling affectionately at him. He was a little surprised because his body had gone through an intensive purification process with lotus seeds and tears, although he had not yet developed his spiritual power, his steps were already very light. Unless he was within one's sight, being within five steps of him no one would be able to know his presence.

However, this time he had clearly just entered the spacious back garden and his uncle who was facing towards the lotus flower pond knew from the start that it was him. His hearing is incredible!

"Uncle's leg was wounded in the battlefield?" Jun Wu Xie tried to search through the pieces of memories related to his little uncle but there was not much information to be obtained. From his memory, Jun Qing always sat in a wheelchair and rarely spoke of his legs, only once in a family banquet he mentioned that his legs were injured on the battlefield.

"Yes." Yeah." Jun Qing replied.

"That's no ordinary wound, is it?" Jun Wu Xie emphasized his question because he was convinced that it was more than just a war wound. When he was injured, Lin Palace was at the peak of his power where all the best doctors from all over the world would be invited to heal him.

When Jun Wu Xie fell off the cliff, his injuries were also very serious, with broken bones as one of the aggravating things. Within a month, he could already walk therefore a light wound from the battlefield should not make him lose the ability to walk.

Even though the wound was a decade old, there were still traces of dark purple around it.

"Klan Qing Yun?" Wu Xie frowned.

"Your grandfather traded our family heirlooms for his help." Jun Qing immediately explained and attempted to clarify as he thought of the deep enmity between Bai Yun Xian of the Qing Yun Clan and this nephew of his.

Jun Wu Xie told Jun Xian of his desire to pursue a future in medicine, he wanted to suggest enrolling in the Qing Yun Clan because it was like the city of Mecca to study medicine in this world.

Unfortunately, with the bond that Mo Xuan Fei and Bai Yun Xian had, it was no longer possible for Wu Xie to join the Qing Yun Clan.

"Let me see uncle's feet." Jun Wu Xie had never once thought about that pair of legs.

"okay." He immediately complied and rolled up his pants.

Jun Qing's legs were so pale and thin, if not for the injury, the pair of legs that were once so strong and sturdy had now turned into a pair of thin and weak legs. After more than a decade of not using his leg muscles, this made his legs shrink and now his upper body and legs are out of balance.