Xue Jiamin felt even more that human life is too fragile, even though he had a terminal illness, he still wanted to cling to life.
Kang Chen leaned forward slightly, staring at Xue Jiamin's eyes: "If I told you, although someone can't cure your illness, they can let you live out a natural lifespan, would you believe it?"
Xue Jiamin's eyes widened, his heart unable to contain his wild joy.
Even the death of his son seemed suddenly overshadowed by this news.
Xue Jiamin sat up abruptly, his gaze burning as he looked at Kang Chen: "I believe, I believe Mr. Chen... I believe Mr. Chen must know a highly skilled doctor..."
"Since I say so, it's true. I know someone who, as long as they want to save, no one dies under their care. They have treated many diseases more troublesome than your AIDS. To them, this is nothing at all."
Xue Jiamin seemed to come alive all at once, nearly falling off the bed.
