"What do you mean?" Old Master Ye was perplexed, and he wasn't the only one.
Rong Qi explained, "In novels, a character with only a ten percent chance of survival always seems to pull through."
Old Master Ye frowned. "Is this really the time for jokes? If you're confident, Ye Rong is in your hands."
His decision was clear.
Madam Su looked at Rong Qi, hope in her eyes.
Rong Qi, however, turned to Ye Nanshen. "What you think doesn't matter here. I need to ask for my Da Da's permission."
Ye Nanshen's expression was a mix of helplessness and affection. "Whatever you decide."
"Then, it's settled. Don't forget my reward," Rong Qi declared.
Ye Rong, a Ye family member, had no issues with Ye Nanshen, so he didn't object. But Ye Nanshen was concerned about Rong Qi taking on too much.
After a moment's thought, he suggested, "Let Ye Rong stay here. It'll be more convenient for Rong Qi to treat him."
