The old man's condition was so dire that his body was not only riddled with a massive amount of toxins, but many of his vital functions also suffered irreversible damage.
From a conventional medical perspective, the old man couldn't live past a month.
But in Chen Yu's view, the old man's body was merely damaged by the medication he had taken; the hematopoietic stem cells and other regenerative tissues were still present—detoxifying the accumulated toxins could possibly give him a glimmer of hope for recovery.
"No worries, I can cure the old gentleman!"
Big Sister Hong sprang up from the ground and, throwing caution to the wind, ripped off the last piece of her modesty, and rushed to grab Chen Yu's shoulders.
"What's the deal with you? Why the hell are you butting into other people's family affairs? The old man's already lived over a hundred years, can't you just let him die in peace?"
Chen Yu was annoyed and flung Big Sister Hong away.
