Zhao Tiezhu's reaction left everyone present puzzled.
Isn't it just a pulse diagnosis? What could be unspeakable? They'd even said they could bear the worst of diseases.
Watching Zhao Tiezhu wolf down his meal, Mr. Liu felt a headache coming on.
This kid was so focused on eating that he wouldn't say the result, really making everyone anxious and scared.
Mrs. Liu couldn't hold back any longer, and grabbing Zhao Tiezhu, who was about to get more food, she pleaded, "Tiezhu, please just tell us the result quickly!"
"Even if it's a terminal illness, we can accept it. Your silence is truly frightening!"
Liu Qingqing was also struggling to keep it together and joined in the persuasion.
"Doctor Zhao, just say it. Even if you plan to hide it, you can't hide it for long, so just tell us!"
"I'm really worried about my father's condition!"
Listening to Liu Qingqing and Mrs. Liu taking turns to persuade him, Zhao Tiezhu finally broke his silence and let out a long sigh.