Chapter 295 Now

After examining the leg, Daniel knew what to do. "Sir, did you get these injuries on the battlefield?" "Cut the crap!" Emily rolled her eyes and retorted, "Country boy, isn't that obvious? Everyone knows Grandpa was hit by shrapnel in the war. Who doesn't know that?" Daniel ignored Emily and continued. "Were you shot three times? At these spots? Here, here, and here?" Daniel pointed to three locations on Oliver's leg. Decades had passed since the injuries, and the scars had healed completely, leaving no visible marks. Except for Oliver, no one knew exactly where the shots had hit, but Daniel pinpointed them precisely, each spot exact. This detail took Oliver by surprise. Still, as a seasoned veteran, he remained composed and simply nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes, those are the spots." "After you were injured, the bullets were removed, but due to medical limitations at the time, the nerves were damaged during the procedure. That's why your right leg suffered muscle atrophy and ende