Ding Ling waved her hand dismissively, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life; I've come to terms with it."
Su Qingyan said, "Still, you should tell us what illness your uncle has. Chen Fan knows medicine; perhaps he could treat your uncle."
Ding Ling's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Chen Fan, "Chen Fan... knows medicine too?"
Chen Fan nodded.
His painting skills were first-class, and even Master Wu honored him as Master Chen, a height unattainable by ordinary people. And now, Ding Ling had discovered that Chen Fan also knew medicine... that was just too incredible!
Ding Ling suppressed her shock and said, "My dad suffered a sudden cerebral thrombosis. He nearly died the day it happened and is now lying in the ICU hanging on to life. We've consulted many renowned international doctors, but they're all at a loss. Chen Fan... can you really treat him?"