Qin Jinhai showed no reaction.
Li Yuan turned to ask Jian Yao, only to find Qin Sheng had already entered.
Qin Sheng's expression was complex, a mixture of heartache and anger.
His gaze was somewhat obsessive as he stared at Qin Jinhai.
Anyone could die, everyone would die, but Qin Jinhai simply cannot.
Qin Sheng dragged Jian Yao over. "Why aren't you treating him?"
Jian Yao stumbled. "He can't swallow any medicine. Even the most skilled doctors can't cure him."
"Then pry open his mouth and force it down!"
"Are you joking with me? He can't swallow on his own. How am I supposed to force it?" Jian Yao wasn't without a temper.
After all, he was the youngest son of a master of traditional Chinese medicine and the current President of Jiangnan Bank. Everyone tried to curry favor with him. Who was Qin Sheng to disrespect him like this?
If it were Qin Jinhai treating him like this, he wouldn't mind at all. But Qin Jinhai's reckless father? Forget it.
