"What did you just say?! The little brother won't live past 18? You must be joking, right? How old is the little brother..."
Zhan Jingmo always knew that his little brother's health wasn't good, frequently falling ill, but he never thought that the sickly boy would die so early?!
But when he stared intently at his older brother and saw him nod slightly, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Hasn't the little brother always been well taken care of? And you even got so many doctors for him, isn't that doctor Zeng quite capable? How could he not cure the little brother? Even if he can't, it shouldn't be..."
"Otherwise, do you think mom and dad heard some sudden news and rushed abroad to beg others?" Remembering how their parents had knelt to someone, Zhan Jingwen felt a pain in his heart, "and even knelt down."
The last sentence was spoken through gritted teeth.
"What?! Our parents..."
"That's it, and yet the others still weren't willing to come out of retirement."
