"Doctor, how is Young Master Zhong doing?"
Wan Jiang hurriedly pushed forward, accidentally squeezing past Qiao Xi, as he followed the gurney and looked at the unconscious Zhong Yi.
The doctor, looking fatigued but somewhat relieved, said, "There was significant blood loss; he needs to rest properly for a while. Fortunately, you brought him here in time. Any further delay, and it might have been impossible to save his life. Young Master Zhong's body is weak, and he has suffered serious injuries before..."
He looked at the young body, which was already riddled with scars.
"What should we take note of? How should we arrange his diet and daily routine?" Wan Jiang, relieved that his life was saved, exhaled deeply.
"I'll write up some precautions for you later. Use light, nourishing, and blood-strengthening meals at home. I can tell Doctor Qiao here is quite skilled; without her Golden Needle Technique to stop the bleeding, we likely wouldn't have made it here."