"It's useless, his father's spine was damaged by a bullet, and it's simply not possible to heal," the boss said with a bitter smile.
He Wen's face turned slightly pale, and she felt somewhat downhearted.
Lin Luyao couldn't help but exclaim in shock; she hadn't expected that He Wen's father was injured by a bullet, not from an illness.
"We were on a mission together when the opposition put up fierce resistance, and that's when her father got injured. He has been bedridden ever since," the boss sighed.
"Maybe it can be treated," Qin Hao's gaze was blazing.
The boss was startled, and astonishing brilliance burst forth in He Wen's eyes.
Her greatest wish in life was to cure her father's illness.
But the boss didn't believe it. He wasn't a child; how could such an illness possibly be cured, unless a tremendous amount of money was spent,
"I think we should give it a try. Since he says it can be treated, then it surely can be," Xia Mengchan suddenly spoke up.
