After Ye Zhengguo finished speaking, his entire person seems full of spirit, and his murky eyes were also becoming clear.
Ye Qingqing was stunned for a second, then started worrying even more.
There has always been a saying about the fleeting resurgence of vitality before death.
Ye Zhengguo certainly fit the bill at this moment.
"Dad, let Chen Feng give you..."
"No need, really no need." Ye Zhengguo said, "I feel great now, I see your grandfather and grandmother coming to get me, they're...they're smiling at me."
"What?"
Ye Qingqing was somewhat dazed, even looking around a bit.
Li Suqin covered her mouth, holding back tears, and said, "Chen Feng, I'm begging you, please go ahead, Zhengguo...he's already...he's not going to make it."
"Alright."
Chen Feng stepped forward.
Where life hangs in the balance, Chen Feng did not want to delay.
Just as Chen Feng was about to act, Ye Zhengguo stopped him.
