Seeing this, Su Li understood everything. Sun Yuangui did not take her words to heart at all.
"I've seen your symptoms. It's not very serious at the moment, but I don't know how long this situation can last. If your cerebral vessels directly rupture, even the gods won't be able to save you."
According to the current medical abilities, if he wanted to perform a craniotomy, the success rate was 20%, and it did not exclude postoperative infections.
"Then, then what should we do?" Sun Yuangui had yet to panic, but Sun Ming, who was beside him, was panicking.
He did not expect his old master's illness to be so serious. If he was not careful, he might even die. He had yet to get married and have children. If Old Master was no longer around, who would give him his monthly money in the future?
