"How is my dad doing?"
"He's still unconscious, but I have some good news and some bad news for you."
Xiao Yu withdrew his hand from the old man's head, white mist swirling around it.
"What?"
"The bad news is, your elderly father won't be dying anytime soon. He might live another twenty or thirty years."
The woman's brows visibly furrowed.
"The good news is, his medical bills will be very high. You can use not being able to afford treatment as an excuse to leave him untreated, then watch as he slowly waits to die."
"What the fuck are you getting at? What's with the sarcasm? What do you want? Trying to pick a fight?"
Xiao Yu feigned confusion. "Ma'am, isn't that what you're thinking? Don't you want him to die sooner? Weren't you unhappy just now when I said he could live another twenty or thirty years?"
"Don't worry. He's unconscious and can't hear you. There's no need to pretend to be dutiful to cover it up in front of an outsider like me. No matter how dutiful you act, he can't hear you. You're wasting your effort!"
"So the high treatment costs really are good news. I'm just saying what you're thinking. How is that being sarcastic?"
With her thoughts exposed, the woman flew into a rage. "What the fuck are you talking about?! How can someone like you be a doctor? Who's pretending to be dutiful? What is this bullshit? If you can't speak properly, shut up!"
Xiao Yu said, "So you're saying I was wrong? You actually want his illness cured and want him to live another twenty or thirty years? You're willing to pay no matter how much it costs?"
"...Isn't that fucking obvious?"
"Oh, good. Come with me to get the paperwork done,