37 The Martial Arts Competition

He had essentially solved the crux of Ling Yu's disease.

Therefore, not only was Ling Yu's illness healed completely, but his body was also much healthier than before.

"It's all thanks to you, Mr. Lu, that Xiao-yu finally recovered from his heart disease!" Ling Huang could hardly contain his excitement. "You might not know this, but this illness has tormented Xiao-yu for many years. I almost thought that he would stay like this for the rest of his life, but you've healed him, Mr. Lu!"

On his side, Ling Fei looked thrilled as well. Ling Yu's illness was a joint ache weighing on their hearts.

Now, the weight had finally been lifted from their minds.

"In that case, I shall take my leave then!" Lu Xuan stood up and said.

"Yes, I'll arrange for a chauffeur to send you home!" Ling Huang said without skipping a beat.

Ling Fei, who was standing at the side, seemed like she wanted to say something. However, she said nothing in the end.