"No, I have to call him and get a clear answer. I can't let him fool us like this."
Wu Jingmei said as she started to take out her phone.
"Don't."
But Elder Wu waved his hand, stopping her.
Although tormented and irritable from his illness, he was, after all, a man who had weathered many storms. He still possessed his composure.
"Jingmei, don't rush him."
Elder Wu said slowly, "You have to be patient in life. If he's really a con artist and has already run off, then rushing him is pointless. If he's a man of genuine skill, then us pushing him will just make us look impatient and unbecoming. Let's wait a bit longer."
As the father and daughter were talking, Wu Jingmei's phone suddenly rang.
She picked it up and saw it was none other than Li Xu.
"Ms. Wu, I've found the medicine needed for Elder Wu's treatment. I'm about to board a flight back to the country. I estimate I'll arrive in the Provincial City tonight. I'll come visit tomorrow morning."
