The Little Chef, the old idol?
Senior and junior brother?
Jiang Xinghai's answer made everyone feel the urge to throw up.
Lin Liping and Feng Lulu remained silent. They, of course, knew that Jiang Xinghai was Divine Doctor Jiang.
But aside from the two of them, absolutely no one else believed him.
"You say you can save my daughter, but what proof do you have? Why should I believe you?" Su Wanqing sighed softly.
After marrying Feng Jinsheng, she gave birth to a daughter. The girl was thirteen years old, but not long ago, she had begun bleeding from her mouth and nose. An examination confirmed a diagnosis of leukemia.
They needed Feng Lulu's bone marrow for a transplant.
Medical tests showed an eighty-five percent match rate between Feng Lulu and Feng Zhuoran.
However, that still left a fifteen percent chance of failure.
"I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't take it."
