Ye Ningwan was infuriated to death by Wan Yufeng.
Her mother regained her memory, but this hateful man kept insisting that her mother was ill and needed treatment.
However, arguing with him was useless.
"Since you say she is ill, I'm a doctor, I can treat her. Let me see her, it might make a difference," Ye Ningwan pleaded again.
Wan Yufeng shook his head, "No, I said no, and you shouldn't persist. Persisting is useless."
Ye Ningwan grit her teeth.
After a moment, she said spitefully, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you while making your medicine?"
"Young lady, I dare let you make medicine for me because I've ensured absolute safety. Furthermore, since I've told you everything, do you think I would still let you leave?" Wan Yufeng said with a smile.
Ye Ningwan's heart went cold.
Looking at this ugly yet confident man, her heart slowly sank.
This man was terrifying; what he wanted to accomplish was likely much more than this.
