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He saw that Song Fan had been able to stabilize the young master's illness and also let the young master sleep well. He thought she could detoxify the poison and let the young master live healthily. 

But now that she said she was not confident, Su Yang couldn't accept it. 

He walked over and knelt. "Miss Song, is there no other way? Our Young Master has too much responsibility on his shoulders. Nothing can happen to him."

Song Fan was frightened by his actions and quickly reached out to help him. She couldn't say that she could save him. After all, doctors weren't gods. 

However, Su Yang was crying so hard that he couldn't get up. She could only persuade him. "Get up quickly. I will do my best to treat him."

"Miss Song, you must save our young master." Su Yang's crying tone changed.