Feng Lin finally understood his old man's good intentions.
As a child, he was against studying medicine.
In the end, Feng Chen got him to agree by coaxing and deceiving him, saying that learning medicine would make it easier to find a wife, and so Feng Lin reluctantly began his studies.
Now, he finally understood the benefits.
"You're lying to me!"
Chi Jinghong pointed at Feng Lin.
"I'm a doctor, and doctors should care as if they were parents. To me, you're like a daughter; why would I deceive you?"
Feng Lin shrugged helplessly, "I knew you wouldn't seek treatment but don't worry, you can at least live for another year."
A year!?
Chi Jinghong absolutely disagreed; she still had to lead the Jiuli Tribe on a quest for revenge against the Huaxia, the descendants of Yan Huang.
Such a major endeavor, how could she possibly complete it within a year?
"How long does your treatment take?" Chi Jinghong pressed on.
