Si Mingjing frowned slightly, her expression grave. "Yes, the Ye Family wants me to treat Mo Yinhe's illness. If I can cure him, this debt will be settled. If not, they will come after the Song Group."
Song Tengfei's heart, like a roller coaster, plummeted to the depths once again. "Nonsense! What makes you think you're capable of curing Mo Yinhe's illness?" He simply didn't believe she possessed such remarkable skill.
Si Mingjing adopted the tone of someone making a last-ditch effort. "Regardless, I have to try. The Song Group is at a critical juncture, facing a life-or-death crisis. As a member of the Song Family, how can I stand idly by?"
"Come back with me to see your great-grandfather! Even your great-grandfather isn't fully confident he can treat Mo Yinhe's illness. How dare you boast that you can cure him?"
Song Tengfei was aghast. A metaphorical blade seemed to hang over his head, sending repeated chills down his spine. This truly was a great calamity for the Song Family!
