However, soon the middle-aged man said, "It's my problem, my..."

The middle-aged man's cheeks turned red, and he couldn't say why for a long time, which seemed to be hard to say.

An Taotao sighed and asked him to extend his hand.

The middle-aged man extended his hand without hesitation, and An Taotao placed her hand on the vein line and looked serious and earnest.

After a long while, An Taotao released his hand and looked even more serious.

The middle-aged man's heart throbbed. Is it true that his illness is too serious and he has lost his abilities?

"''Doctor an, is my illness really serious? It's been ten years,...