Chen Lin raised the stakes again, his voice calm yet carrying an irresistible allure.
"In two months, I'll return Qin Churan to you, completely healed."
"Whether you believe me or accept my offer is entirely up to you."
"Uncle! Auntie!"
Qin Chuxia hurried forward, clutching the hem of Ye Pianran's clothes as she urgently spoke up for him.
"If Chen Lin says he can restore her to full health, then he definitely can! He never lies!"
Ye Pianran already believed most of what Chen Lin had said.
She turned to her husband, placing her last hope in him.
Qin Changhai fell silent.
He stared hard at Chen Lin, his mind churning.
He had heard something about the Green Mountain Sanatorium a few days earlier.
But since he was in good health, he had not paid much attention.
He needed only one phone call to verify something like this.
The young man before him spoke with such certainty that there was probably truth to it.
At last, he made his decision and spoke hoarsely:
"How do you intend to treat her?"
Chen Lin shook his head, his tone composed. "The specific treatment is a secret passed down by my master. I'm afraid I can't disclose it."
"All you need to do is leave Qin Churan with me and come take her home in two months."
"You!"
Qin Changhai's chest tightened at those words, and he was plunged into a fierce internal struggle.
His reason and the worldview he had built over decades both told him that what this young man was saying was utterly absurd.
But...
But the unhurried confidence on the young man's face and those deep, candid eyes held a strange power that made him impossible to doubt.
Time ticked by, second after second.
The atmosphere in the hospital