Although she had already decided not to let Lin Fan touch her son, the middle-aged woman didn’t act rashly before her husband returned. Instead, she arranged breakfast for Lin Fan.

During their casual conversation, the middle-aged woman found out that Lin Fan wasn’t a licensed practitioner, and hadn’t even attended medical school; he was clearly a Jianghu doctor.

Why would a Jianghu doctor come here? It doesn’t need asking—it’s certainly for money.

The middle-aged woman brought the prepared breakfast to Lin Fan, "Mr. Lin, please enjoy the meal. It was made in a rush and might not suit your taste. Please forgive me."

Lin Fan smiled, "Thank you."

Lin Fan wasn’t picky about food; as long as he could eat, he was fine. So he started enjoying the breakfast.

The middle-aged woman sat across from Lin Fan, hesitating to speak.

Lin Fan said, "Auntie, do you have anything you’d like to ask me?"

The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Lin, I’m just asking casually. How do you plan on charging for treating my son?"

She had come up with an idea: as soon as Lin Fan named his price, she would say it was too high and that they couldn’t afford it, prompting Lin Fan to leave voluntarily.

Lin Fan smiled, "Charging isn’t an issue. I’m very fair; Auntie doesn’t need to worry."

Lin Fan didn’t mention any specific amount, which left the middle-aged woman at a loss.

"Mr. Lin, how much exactly?" The middle-aged woman said embarrassedly, "To be honest, my son fell ill this time; we’ve already spent over a million, visited many hospitals, and wasted a lot of money. We’re not a wealthy family, just afraid we can’t meet Mr. Lin’s requirements..."

Lin Fan said, "It’s not that bad. I see your restaurant is booming, you live in a villa, drive luxury cars, and use brand names."

The middle-aged woman smiled wryly, "The problem is, we earn a lot and spend even more. So Mr. Lin, could you tell me the specific number for me to consider..."

Before the middle-aged woman could finish her sentence, Boss Fang hurriedly ran in from outside with a big bag.

"Mr. Lin, I’ve bought all the medicine you asked for," Boss Fang ran in and put the bag on the table. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The middle-aged woman’s conversation was interrupted, leaving her at a loss for words.

Lin Fan pulled the bag over, checked it, nodded, and said, "Good, you’ve bought the right things. Give me a little time, I’ll prepare the medicine for your son now. You should go to the room and watch over him; he could wake up at any moment, so make sure to restrain him."

Lin Fan set aside his breakfast and started working.

Boss Fang and his wife went into the room.

The middle-aged woman left the door ajar and whispered, "We can’t let him mess around!"

Boss Fang, exhausted from rushing out to buy medicine, got a bit annoyed at his wife’s words, "What are you saying again?"

The middle-aged woman said, "I just asked Mr. Lin about this. Do you know he doesn’t have any medical qualifications? He didn’t even attend medical school. How can I feel at ease?"

Boss Fang said, "Did Mr. Lin tell you this personally?"

The middle-aged woman said, "Yes."

Boss Fang laughed, "Then I’m reassured."

The middle-aged woman said curiously, "He’s practicing without a license, how can you still be reassured?"

Boss Fang said, "Have you ever seen a fraud like Mr. Lin? Frauds wish they could brag about themselves, fabricate a license, and not be as honest as Mr. Lin."

The middle-aged woman paused, feeling that her husband might be right, frauds indeed aren’t this honest.

The middle-aged woman remained unconvinced, "And about the charge, I just tested him a bit, and he wouldn’t say. I’m worried he might demand a hefty fee..."

"Stop talking!" Boss Fang interrupted her, glancing at their son on the bed, "As long as he can cure Xiyu, I’m willing to go bankrupt for it. Recall what Dr. Lu said?"

The middle-aged woman nodded, "Yes, I remember."

They referred to Dr. Lu, the nation’s top ophthalmologist, who had been their biggest hope. They had brought their son, Fang Xiyu, to Jing City First Hospital and finally met Dr. Lu in person.

After Dr. Lu gathered a team of experts for a consultation, they concluded with the safest treatment plan: surgery, to remove Fang Xiyu’s eye. But this surgery was extremely difficult, and even Dr. Lu couldn’t guarantee the outcome. The lighter consequence would be Fang Xiyu losing both eyes but preserving his life; the heavier one could cost him his life, with the latter outcome being quite likely.

Due to the high risk, the couple decisively refused.

They couldn’t accept losing their son’s life or his eyesight; he was their only child. Losing both eyes would ruin his life.

"I understand your feelings, but Mr. Lin saved that poisoned girl last night, and he’s now our last hope. We must trust him!" Boss Fang looked into his wife’s eyes.

The middle-aged woman’s eyes reddened, and she nodded; she was finally convinced by her husband. Indeed, they needed hope; she needed hope. Since her husband had spoken to this extent, it seemed he really trusted Lin Fan. She could only let Lin Fan try.

After waiting for a while.

"Ah!"

The boy on the bed suddenly screamed, waking up. As soon as he woke, he let out a dreadful scream, his body twisted, trying to use his hands to gouge out his eyes.

The couple hurried over and held him down.

"Son, hang in there a little longer. Dad has already brought the doctor, he’ll apply the medicine to you soon!" Boss Fang tried to soothe his son’s emotions.

Fang Xiyu clearly didn’t believe it, "You’re lying! Where’s the doctor? No one can cure me. Let me gouge out this damn eye!"

The middle-aged woman cried with heartache, "Honey, be good. Daddy isn’t lying; the doctor is right outside, preparing the medicine for you. This doctor is very skilled!"

Fang Xiyu said, "Then why isn’t he coming? I’m suffering, I’m really suffering!"

Boss Fang said emotionally, "Son, you’re a man! Be strong, endure for a while. It’ll be over soon. If you keep acting up, you’ll not only lose your eyes but also your life. Do you hear me?"

Under Boss Fang’s stern reprimand, Fang Xiyu finally calmed down a bit.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Boss Fang, her eyes seemed to say, Lin Fan better be trustworthy.

Boss Fang trusted Lin Fan, but in the face of the situation, he couldn’t help feeling a bit worried. Lin Fan did save the poisoned girl last night, but her condition was clearly milder than his son’s. Can Lin Fan really cure his son?

Fang Xiyu forcibly tolerated for a while again, becoming difficult to control ahead because his eyes were extremely uncomfortable. He started to struggle and scream loudly again.

Seeing that he was about to lose control again.

Lin Fan walked in from outside, holding a glass bottle filled with red liquid, resembling blood.

"Here I come. Boss Fang, please step aside. Little Fang, control yourself. I’ll apply the medicine right away," Lin Fan said with a smile.