"Why are you following me?"
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly stopped at the park entrance and glared back at Jia Yunchao.
"Sir, I really have a bedridden elderly mother at home! Your benevolent heart, I beg you to extend your healing hand and save my mother!"
Jia Yunchao clasped his hands together, his face full of pleading as he looked at Jiang Xiaobai.
"If she's sick, send her to the hospital. I'm not some Divine Doctor; don't think I have any great abilities."
"She's been to the hospital, seen countless doctors, but nothing works," Jia Yunchao said. "You have relieved so many people of their ailments; you can surely help my mother too. Sir, I'm begging you!"
"I'm really powerless."
After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai still left.
Jia Yunchao watched Jiang Xiaobai's figure getting farther away, feeling a sense of despair.
Jiang Xiaobai initially thought Jia Yunchao would chase after him, but unexpectedly, the man did not. He had no choice but to keep walking.
