An undercurrent was surging, but unfortunately, Zhao Yuan was unaware.
After giving Father Lu acupuncture and waiting for the Lu family's excitement to settle, he added, "Officer Lu, you can dilute the medicine I gave you with more water and use it as a foot soak for Uncle Lu. As long as he keeps up with his exercises and uses the medicinal soak, he'll be able to leave his wheelchair behind in two months!"
"Thank you, Zhao Yuan. Thank you so, so much!" Lu Qing was too moved to find the right words. Her father's legs had always been a great sorrow for her. Now that there was hope for his recovery, she felt an indescribable sense of gratitude toward Zhao Yuan.
"That's right, Xiaozhao! Thank you, I really can't thank you enough. You're my great benefactor!" Father Lu was also incredibly excited. He clapped Zhao Yuan firmly on the shoulder and grinned. "I'm going to have to toast you properly with a few drinks at dinner!"
