"Uncle Zheng!" Gu Xijin's face was very somber. "Uncle Zheng, please think of a way."
Doctor Zheng shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to think of a way, but... I really have no way. Her vitality is too strong, consuming most of her energy. In fact, in some way, sleeping is actually a better thing for her..."
Gu Xijin pressed his lips together: "Then, even if there's no way to cure her, at least there should be... a way to delay, at least to extend her life a little..."
Doctor Zheng frowned.
He looked at Gu Xijin, his expression somewhat peculiar.
After hesitating for a moment, he spoke in a low voice: "There is a way to slow down her illness, but... but it seems too cruel..."
"What?" Gu Xijin asked quickly.
