Linyang was a neighboring prefecture-level city, over a hundred kilometers from Feng City.
This just went to show that Li Xu's fame had well and truly begun to spread.
"What seems to be the problem?" Li Xu asked.
"Dr. Li, please, take a look."
The woman gently nudged the young man's arm.
The young man reluctantly took his hand out of his pocket and placed it on the Pulse Pillow.
When she saw the young man's hands, Song Sisi, who was organizing the medicine cabinet nearby, couldn't help but gasp.
'It was horrifying.'
The young man's hands were as withered as sticks, but that wasn't the most frightening part.
The most frightening part was his fingernails.
Except for his two thumbs, which still had remnants of deformed, yellowed nails, the nails on his other eight fingers had completely fallen off.
His fingertips were bare, the nail beds exposed. Some areas were red, swollen, and inflamed. Just looking at them was enough to make you feel a piercing pain.
