"Ling Feng... what on earth are you planning to do? I've already notified your parents, and they will be taking a flight to Nandu later tonight, and they'll transfer you to Jingcheng City Hospital immediately. You mustn't act recklessly!" Han Yang exclaimed in a hurry upon hearing Han Lingfeng's words.
"Uncle, do you think the big hospital is absolutely certain to cure me?" Han Lingfeng murmured.
"This..." Han Yang opened his mouth but didn't know how to respond for a moment.
To say "absolutely" would definitely be impossible, but Jingcheng City Hospital was sure to have more foundation and hope than this small hospital.
"Uncle, I don't want to die yet. I'm afraid I might die before my parents even get here!" Han Lingfeng looked at his uncle with pleading eyes. He couldn't even feel his whole body now, as if all that was left of him was a brain.
If he were to lose feeling in his brain eventually, it would mean his real death was imminent.
