Huo Yao failed to detect Pei Rong's expression. She reached her hand out and placed it on Fang Chen's pulse and pulled her hand back 30 minutes later and nodded. "Although there has been a substantial amount of delay before you sought treatment, there is still hope."
She stood up and looked at the dumbfounded Old Mr. Pei. "Can you give me a pen and paper? I need to prescribe the medicine."
Fang Chen was equally dumbfounded as he looked at her.
Huo Yao's words that Fang Chen could be saved kept echoing in Old Mr. Pei's ears and he went into a complete daze.
"Old Mr. Pei?" said Huo Yao as she raised her brow.
Old Mr. Pei was still in a daze. He looked at Huo Yao somewhat excitedly when he snapped out of it and almost wanted to grab her hand. He asked her in a soft voice. "Little Master Huo, did you say he could be saved?"
Fang Chen and Pei Rong automatically looked at Huo Yao.
