Old Master Yan Hong held onto the table and swayed.
In fact, he had already mentally prepared himself, but when he really heard such words, he still felt like the world had turned dark.
Was the grandson he valued the most, the head of the Yan family, really going to die at such a young age?
"Miss Qi, is there still hope?" Yan Hong asked, his voice trembling.
Qi Ying shook her head and nodded.
"There's hope, but it's not a long-term solution."
Seeing everyone frown, Qi Ying spoke again, "Actually, Mr. Yan Huai's soul was no longer in his body a year ago, perhaps when he first fainted."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. If the soul was not in the body, where was it?
"His lifespan hasn't ended. His soul has left his body. That's why he's like this," Qi Ying continued to explain.
