"What if I healed Aunt Li's illness?" Lin Feng countered.
"Cure it?" Shu Ming was taken aback; evidently, he hadn't anticipated this question.
"You think you can cure it? Don't you know the current level of research in this field? Even the best doctors in the world wouldn't dare claim they can cure Sister Li's disease! Amputation is the only way… You? Heh…" Shu Ming scoffed.
He spoke with such arrogance because, naturally, he had grounds for it. Within the medical community, even with the world's most advanced medical standards, there was no precedent for curing Mother Xie's illness.
Therefore, Shu Ming didn't even spare the boy a glance. If this kid can cure this disease, wouldn't that make him a Divine Doctor? A teenage Divine Doctor? Impossible! More like a charlatan!
Lin Feng didn't bother arguing with Shu Ming about his disdain and condescension. He said nonchalantly, "Making a bet… you're not scared of losing, are you?"
