The members of the Qin family, all talking over each other, barely acknowledged Chen Feng.
The main doctor next to them also suggested solemnly, "My advice is not to bother the old lady any further."
"The doctor has a point," said a tired-looking middle-aged man, weakly agreeing.
"Dad, do you remember the story I once told you? About a little girl who had stopped breathing but was brought back to life. That time, it was Chen Feng who saved her," Qin Luoyin hurriedly added.
The middle-aged man looked startled upon hearing this, his eyes surveying Chen Feng anew.
Chen Feng said calmly, "If we start the treatment now, I'm 90% sure I can bring her back from the brink of death. She should be able to live another year or two. But if we wait any longer, even divine intervention wouldn't help."
"Tough talk, boy. Don't think you can easily swindle the Qin family's money," scoffed a young man in black.
"Qin He, shut up!" Qin Luoyin shot him a harsh glare.
