"You...you must find a way to save Ru'er, if something happens to her, you're dead meat."
The old man, even at this moment, did not forget to threaten Ye Tian.
Ye Tian had clearly done a good deed, yet he felt as if a knife was held to his throat.
But seeing the old man's anxiety, Ye Tian decided not to argue with him.
Ye Tian prepared to lift the curtain covering Ru'er, but the old man suddenly called out to stop him.
"Wait!"
Ye Tian halted his action.
"Let me do it!"
The old man said.
"Are you sure?"
After Ye Tian explained where Ru'er was bitten, the old man's face turned red.
"Then...maybe you should do it instead."
The old man hadn't expected his granddaughter to be bitten by a centipede in such an awkward place, so he could only stand aside, turning his back to Ye Tian, not daring to look.
The poison was spreading too fast; if delayed any longer, there might truly be little room left for recovery.
