On the third floor of the villa.
Ye Chen finally met Shen Mengjia's father. The latter was lying in bed with a drip in his arm, his eyes tightly shut and his lips purple, his body stick-thin.
There were no signs of life emanating from him at all.
This was a man with one foot already in the coffin. No mortal medicine could save him!
Ye Chen could even sense an aura of death on him! It had nearly filled his entire chest!
Once it went past his head, even the gods above would not be able to save him!