"How many minutes?"
Father Hua spat out each word, his tone sharp. "What can you do in a few minutes?"
"Can you cure my son in a few minutes?"
"My son has a mental illness."
"I've never heard of anyone being cured of a mental illness in a few minutes."
"Are you joking?"
Father Hua suddenly felt that he was a complete fool for having believed this young man, even for a moment.
Even a desperate attempt to find a cure shouldn't be this ridiculous.
A student?
What did a student know?
"Whether I'm joking or not, you'll know in a few minutes."
Xiao Xiao didn't argue.
He knew that to most people, what he'd said probably sounded like nonsense.
"...A few minutes?"
Looking at the young man, whose expression remained unchanged beneath his sharp gaze, Father Hua began to feel uncertain again.
Was this young man really so sure of himself?
Was he just boasting?
Or did he really have the ability to do it...
Just as the young man had said, they'd find out in a few minutes.
It would only take a few minutes.
Father Hua gradually calmed down.
"All right."
He answered in a low voice.
"Then, Uncle Hua, please wait by the door for a moment."
Knowing Father Hua wouldn't leave the doorway, Xiao Xiao didn't suggest that he sit in the living room.
It would only take a few minutes. Standing for a little while wouldn't hurt.
"I can't go in with you?"
Father Hua asked in surprise.
Xiao Xiao shook his head. "Sorry, you can't."
He was worried that if Father Hua went in with him, Hua Ziyun might recover, but Father Hua would be the one who had a problem.
Besides, although he wanted to explain everything by claiming to