Old Master Meng's face was polite and did not look like he took any credit. His calm expression made people feel comfortable. They felt that this person was reliable and had a noble character.
"It's already difficult for him to last this long. Unfortunately..." the miracle doctor stroked his beard.
"Unfortunately what?" Jiang Jinlu's heart trembled.
"Young Master, this person's illness is too severe. He can't endure it even with medication. Let's prepare for his funeral! I dare to say that there's no one in the world that can save him since I can't save him. Moreover, his condition won't last until tonight."
It was a bolt from the blue!
"Doctor! Think of a solution!" Jiang Jinlu's eyes were red.