Chapter 18: Do Something_1

Li Yi's mind quickly grasped the other's implication, and he turned to glance at the decrepit western wing of the house before sighing, "What can I say? Her body is like a piece of paper... She's now feverish because her back is all festering... So... it's up to fate..."

The expression on Yang Peili's face turned ugly for a moment, and he accidentally inhaled smoke, immediately starting to cough.

"Uncle, I'm an outsider and some words are not easy for me to say, but you practically watched me grow up. As a doctor, I still want to offer a couple of reminders," said Li Yi, glancing at Yang Peili.

"Yi, my boy, go on," Old Yang put down his smoking pipe, tapped out the ash, then packed it away, tucking it at his waist.