Gu Sheng was startled, rooted to the spot.
Jiang Ren, holding his son, dashed towards the outside of the hall.
He had just rushed a few steps.
Fang Yu shouted, "Stop right there!"
Jiang Ren actually stopped, motionless.
Fang Yu said, "Even Gu Sheng can't cure the injury, who do you think can? Even the person recommended by Gu Sheng you don't believe in, who else can you trust? You know medicine yourself, you should be aware of what level Gu Sheng's medical skill is at? You know your own level as well, you both can't cure it yourselves, who do you expect to be able to?"
Jiang Ren was frozen in place.
Fang Yu continued, "Here in Jiangzhou, I dare not boast about other things, but when it comes to medical skills, I am far superior to Gu Sheng, and also—you! If you walk out of this door... your son will surely die! If you stay, at least there is a glimmer of hope."
Hearing this,
Jiang Ren swallowed, looked back at Fang Yu, then lowered his head to glance at his son, and said,
