High Martial: One Day in Reality, Ten Thousand Years in the Primordial World

“Can we not talk about going to school? How many times have you hurt her without even realizing it?” Su Jin glanced sideways at Zhang Wan. “Things have gotten this serious. Why didn't you step in earlier? She's already hallucinating, and Longshan barely has any psychologists who can help her recover. The country is seriously lacking in this area, too.”

“Th-then do you know anyone you could recommend?” Fu Hu swallowed nervously.

“I just got back to Longshan. How would I know the situation here?” Su Jin shook his head. “My teacher could definitely help, but unfortunately, he passed away last year.”