"Doctor Lin, can my illness still be cured?" Hua Yudie was overjoyed, she didn't expect to encounter such a great doctor today, at least psychologically she had a little more comfort and hope.
"Yes." Lin Zifeng nodded. But then he shook his head again.
"Doctor Lin, does it mean my illness really can't be cured?" Hua Yudie was first happy, but seeing Lin Zifeng shake his head, her last hope began to waver. Because she knew very well about her mysterious illness, whether it could be cured or not, she was already used to it.
"Can't be completely cured, but there's a fifty percent chance, it might be cured. It also might not be cured, so don't hold too much hope." The reason Lin Zifeng said this is that he hoped Hua Yudie wouldn't put all her hopes on him, that would actually give him pressure.
"Fifty percent chance?" Hua Yudie was stunned. This made Lin Zifeng feel very pressured.
He still had to reserve enough Vital Energy to help Chuqing treat her eyes.
