"I'm sorry, I was reckless," Yang Yifeng spread his hands indifferently and said, "But I didn't speak falsely. Within three days, he will surely die."
"You bastard, how dare you insult my grandfather? Are you tired of living?" Bi Chi was instantly enraged, raising his fist to smash into Yang Yifeng's face, but just then...
"Stop!"
The elderly man in the hospital bed shouted, stopping Bi Chi in his tracks.
"Grandfather, this jerk..." Bi Chi obviously didn't dare to defy his grandfather's command, releasing the grip he had on Yang Yifeng's collar, but his face was still full of uncontainable rage.
"Enough, let's hear what he has to say," Elder Bi gestured with his hand for Bi Chi to step aside, then squinted his eyes as he looked at Yang Yifeng, "Young man, what makes you say this? Though I am in poor health, I feel quite recovered and might even be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."