"Can your essence cure such a disease?"
"It cannot."
"Didn't you say your essence could cure all diseases?"
"It does not include cancer."
"Then what do we do?" Tang Huai's heart clenched, was he just going to stand by, helplessly watching his mother approach death step by step?
"Although it cannot cure, it can control the condition. As long as the patient stays cheerful, rests well, and eats well, they could live several years or even ten years longer than other patients."
"How long can your essence let my mother live?"
"Not less than three years." The doctor had given the verdict of only half a year left to live.
"Three years..." Tang Huai lifted his gaze, looking at Liu Xiaoyu with mixed feelings.
Liu Xiaoyu simply smiled gently, "Three years is already a gain, Tang Huai, it's enough."
"How could it be enough!" Tang Huai was so frustrated he wanted to stamp his feet.
"Living happily can lead to a longer life," the scorpion said.
