"It's not difficult, but we have to go somewhere else. It's not appropriate to perform the treatment here."
"Perform the treatment?" Gu Qing's heart sank. He immediately understood what Qin Xi meant. He nodded and turned around to ask the staff to do it. At this moment, Feng Du spoke.
"Dean Gu, what are you talking about? What kind of treatment needs to be performed? What illness does my father have?"
He was a little flustered now. He felt that the things Qin Xi just asked for had nothing to do with his father's illness, especially the chicken blood. This gave him a bad feeling.
"Your father lost his soul. It's much more complicated than a vegetative state. It's not something that can be explained by science. When I do something to retrieve your father's lost soul, he'll be able to wake up."
Qin Xi explained calmly.
"My father lost his soul?"
Feng Du's face paled.
