"You're short of breath, and every time you sound harsh, you'll feel a tingling pain in your chest."

"So you're irascible and you have to suppress yourself, and it's driving you up."

"But thinking too much will aggravate your hemiplegia."

"So if I'm not wrong, because of becoming the mistress of this lineage, your hemiplegia is getting worse!"

"And the most important thing is that no matter whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, no one can help you treat it, or even relieve the pain!"

"All they can do is to watch your condition worsen and finally send you to a nursing home as a living dead!"

Ye Hao said it lightly, but Jin Zhiyu's expression was extremely ugly, and Wang Lingyue's expression was also shocked.

She didn't expect Ye Hao to have such a skill.

Jin Zhiyu frowned slightly, looking at Ye Hao with some hope, and said, "If you see my situation by your own ability, then you do have some ability."

"But, you don't think that you, a little doctor, are worthy of my daughter?"

Having said that, Jin Zhiyu snorted coldly with a mocking look.

"It is impossible for me to give my daughter to you!"

"Doctor?" Ye Hao said lightly, "I'm not a doctor, and I'm not talking about your condition."

"I'm talking about your current state!"

"If my predictions are correct, this winter will be very difficult for you to survive. For at most three weeks, you will be paralyzed and unable to move. In the end, you will not even be able to move your tongue or blink your eyelids!"

"However, all your senses of touch, hearing, and perception are still there..."

"With the conditions of the Wang family, you can live for a long time."

"However, from now on, you can only be a bystander in this world, and you can't do anything anymore!"

Ye Hao showed an indifferent expression: "So, let me advise Mrs. Wang, you should make plans as soon as possible."

"At least for the remaining three weeks, I ate everything I wanted and went wherever I wanted to go."

"Otherwise, you will never have another chance..."

Jin Zhiyu looked cold, looked Ye Hao up and down a few times, and said coldly: "Ridiculous!"

"You are neither a Chinese medicine doctor nor a Western medicine doctor. I don't even understand medical theory from your appearance!"

"Just like you, how dare you speak clearly and logically with me?"

"I tell you!"

"Even if what you said is true, there are countless famous doctors in Shanghai, and it's just a piece of cake to cure my problem, so you don't need to worry about it!"

Ye Hao was noncommittal, and said: "Although since ancient times, there has been a saying that medicine and martial arts are interlinked."

"But the ancient martial arts and ancient medicine of our Daxia tradition are completely different from modern medicine."

"You were crippled by practicing ancient martial arts, and you want to be cured by modern medicine?"

"It's just a fool's dream!" JrNovels.com