Upon hearing this, Mr He rejoiced and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, what medicines do you need, Ghost Doctor? I will send a servant to get them immediately." He walked outside with him as he spoke.
Duan Ye who was following behind them looked at the man on the bed and wondered, how can he be saved when he's so ill? If so then he's really got some skills!
"Hong'er, did you hear that? The Ghost Doctor said nothing will happen." Mrs He wiped her tears and stayed by her son's bedside, crying tears of happiness at Feng Jiu's words.
Hong'er smiled weakly and said: "Mother, don't cry." He knew how bad his condition was, he knew that he wouldn't live for much longer. As for the Ghost Doctor that his father and mother had invited over to treat him, he had heard of him before. However, he had reservations about what he promised, especially seeing that he was so young. How much can you believe of a nineteen year old boy?
