Ji Lingfeng was in a terrible state.
Even though he had washed his face, shaved his beard, trimmed his hair, and changed into a vigorous suit, he looked too thin! His thin figure almost couldn't support the suit. This was something Xie Yun had not thought of before coming.
Ji Lingfeng was like a terminally ill person on his final dying breath. Besides his eyes still as sharp as an eagle's, his sickly state could not be disguised.
Ji Lingfeng nodded, seemingly having no intention of hiding it from her. "Yes."
Xie Yun originally wanted to ask him if he thought about his biological son and if he had discussed it with him… but what came out of her mouth was, "What did Elder Zhong say? How long can you hold out for?"
Ji Lingfeng looked at her in surprise. "Huh?"
Xie Yun took a deep breath and tried not to sound stiff. "I saw that medicine on your desk the other day, so I called Elder Zhong and asked him what kind of medicine it was."
