Zhu Hanliang looked utterly dejected!
As a father, the boss of a company with hundreds of employees, a man with a fortune of hundreds of millions, he was still helpless in the face of his child's illness.
The feeling was agonizing!
He would even trade his company for a healthy heart for his child, if such a thing were possible.
He would willingly do so.
Beside him, the child's mother had already started crying.
Zhu Hanliang took a deep breath, "We really don't know what to do anymore, when the child suddenly had an attack, we were devastated, and we didn't even dare think of anything else."
"My wife has already had a tubal ligation, we can't have a second child, this is our only child!"
"How much I wish he could live a healthy life!"
"Even if he were mediocre, or even a spendthrift... I just hope he can be a little healthier..."
Zhu Hanliang's voice was low, perhaps these words were meant for himself.