"You must be just saying that to comfort my mom, right?" Little Hui wiped her tears away, wishing desperately that what Ye Wutian was saying was true, but she knew deep down it couldn't be possible.
However, Ye Wutian firmly stated, "Why would I do that? I always do what I say."
Little Hui looked at Ye Wutian, both doubtful and hopeful, "Can you really cure my mom?" Judging by his acupuncture technique just now, he must genuinely be a doctor. Moreover, since he managed to bring his own mother back from the brink of death, his medical skills must be excellent. Maybe he truly could cure her mother, which was Little Hui's only hope at the moment.
Ye Wutian nodded affirmatively.
At that moment, a middle-aged doctor nearby reminded him, "Young man, this patient's cancer cells have already spread to many organs in her body, and it's simply not possible to cure her." His tone was much more respectful than before.