At the moment when Qin Yang's Divine Sense surged from his brow, Shangguan Xuanchen instinctively sensed something, his aged eyes turning toward Qin Yang, a kind of innate perception of an Ancient Martial Artist.
However, Xu Xinghan and Xu Mengjie didn't understand; they only saw Qin Yang standing by the bedside with a serious expression and did not disturb him.
"Indeed, the brain tissue damage is quite severe, and there's also a blood clot in the brain."
Qin Yang murmured to himself; however, this injury wasn't particularly troublesome for him.
"Young Master Qin, how is it?"
Xu Xinghan cautiously probed, asking.
"The brain tissue damage is serious, but don't worry; it should be curable."
Qin Yang replied.
"What? It can be cured?"
Everyone present was equally surprised.
"Young friend, is what you say true?"
Shangguan Xuanchen was also shocked, his eyes looking at Qin Yang in disbelief.
