Old Master Lin was unaware of their plans, but he could clearly feel his body growing weaker by the day.
"Didn't you say my health would gradually improve to the point where I could undergo surgery? Why do I feel like my body is deteriorating?"
The doctor was also baffled. After all, his condition had been steadily improving before, but for some unknown reason, after the recent incident, his body had remained in a weakened state. Performing surgery was now out of the question.
"Your body has become so frail that we are simply unable to perform surgery on you. We've been working diligently on your rehabilitation, but the outcome seems different from what we had expected."
Just then, Gu Qixiao appeared at the doorway of the hospital room.
"You've already ended up like this. Do you still refuse to let her go?"
It's often said that a dying man's words are kind, but Old Master Lin seemed to lack such compassion.
"I won't die. Even if I do, I'll drag her down to hell with me."
