Yin Mingtian signed the project transfer agreement with a livid face and coldly said, "Can my son be saved now?"
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Once the few tasks that your son mentioned that day are done, I will save him."
"What? Lin Chen, don't go too far," Yin Mingtian angrily rebuked.
"I've gone too far? It seems it was you who have been too extreme. Save him or not, it's up to you. I don't care," Lin Chen said, spreading his hands.
"Alright, you're ruthless," Yin Mingtian said angrily as he turned and left.
Yin Mingtian went to the restroom, and his face changed instantly when he saw his son.
By then, his complexion was deathly pale, and his whole body was feeble.
"Aiguo, Aiguo, how are you?" Yin Mingtian said with heartache.
"Dad, what about it, has Lin Chen decided to save me?" Yin Aiguo asked anxiously.
Yin Mingtian nodded, "He agreed to save you, but he said you have to do again what you asked him to do this morning."
"What!" Yin Aiguo's face also changed.