"Xiaofei, Chenfeng is right, with the current level of medical advancement, your grandfather will be fine," Ye Zhenhong said, deceiving himself. He was all too clear that Duan Nan, the head of the military hospital in Capital City, was not only an authority in medicine in Huaxia Country but also internationally. If even he said that Wu Anguo was beyond help, then the chances of Wu Anguo surviving were practically zero. Now, the only thing to do was to comfort Wu Xiaofei, who was the most emotionally unstable.
After being silent for two or three minutes, Wu Xiaofei murmured softly, "Don't try to comfort me anymore. If the military hospital can't save my grandfather, then which hospital in Huaxia Country could possibly cure his illness?"
