He Chen hastily waved his hands, "Mister Mo, that won't be necessary…"
"Old He, listen to me!" Mo Han patted He Chen on the shoulder, and then turned to look at Zhao Tiangao with a cold expression, "For the past ten years, Old He has traveled across the Jiuzhou land to treat Miss Zhao, visiting countless renowned doctors."
"True, Miss Zhao is your sister, but she is also Old He's lover!"
"You've lost your sister for ten years, but Old He has also lost his lover for a full ten years!"
"Do you think you're the only one in the world who suffers? Compared to you, Old He has had a much harder life!"
"Do you know that to avenge your sister and to treat her, he knelt at someone's doorstep for seven days and nights!"
"In my eyes, Old He is a real man, whereas you are just a crybaby!"
"You!"
Zhao Tiangao pointed at Mo Han, so angry that he couldn't speak.
At his side, He Chen could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes and sobbed aloud.
