Cheng Dongliang's meridians were blocked, and if things continued like this, he would have at most ten years to live.
If Li Xiaoyao could cure his stubborn illness today, he would have at least thirty more years to live.
Such a great favor, for Cheng Dongliang, was tantamount to being reborn; calling Li Xiaoyao his second parents would not be an overstatement.
Cheng Yiyi had originally been indifferent towards Li Xiaoyao, feeling that he was somewhat arrogant, but at this moment, she found Li Xiaoyao to be so endearing.
"Mr. Li, if you truly can cure my father, you will be Yiyi's benefactor," said Cheng Yiyi, her voice trembling with excitement.
Li Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "Since I've accepted the money, I naturally will give it my all; you don't need to thank me."
