"Cynthia! Don't touch him!" Benedict exclaimed and used his arm to stop his granddaughter.
"Grandfather, what are you doing? Didn't you see how badly injured Leon is? We need to send him to the hospital as soon as possible…" Cynthia panicked and stomped her feet anxiously.
Her tears were about to burst out of her eyes.
"It's alright. He's using his energy to recover now! Besides, don't forget how good his medical skills are. I'm sure he has a way to heal himself. There's no need to send him to the hospital," Benedict comforted.
With Leon's excellent skill in practicing medicine, it would be useless for them to send him to the hospital if he could not heal himself.
Cynthia followed her grandfather's sight and looked over. Leon closed his eyes and sat on the grass with his legs crossed. He used his energy to heal his injury.
Seeing that with her own eyes, Cynthia was less worried. Despite that, she continued to gaze and monitor Leon's movement. Her face still looked very worried.
