With Huo Yunque's approval, Song Yaoyao began to speak.

"80%, at most," she said softly as she scratched her head without much confidence. "My Master passed away before I graduated, so I didn't get the chance to—"

Master?

Everyone heard this and they each had their own thoughts, but no one questioned her.

She couldn't call him Grandfather, but she could call him her Master, right?

She had treated many patients with her grandfather, and her grandfather had said that she was naturally talented. Unfortunately, he left the world before she managed to graduate.

Song Yaoyao was a little depressed. She lowered her head and kicked the ground.

"80%?"

Elder Shen laughed loudly. "Brat, you are so modest. Do you know what the doctors I've seen in the past have said?"

Song Yaoyao was curious, "What?"

"They told me not to have too much hope! And to fulfill any last wishes I had!"

Weren't they clearly telling him to sit around and wait for death?

Well...

It wasn't like her grandfather had never come across someone that was incurable. However, he still put all his effort into treating them. Words like these had never left her grandfather's mouth.

"So your 80% really makes me happy!"

The nurse on the side was shocked. She could sense that the old man was moved by the girl's words.

She understood that no one was willing to die, and sometimes, they did silly things to avoid it.

But how old was this girl? She was brazen enough to claim that she had 80% chance of extending the old man's life?

And these big bosses all believed her?

One was brave enough to say it, and the other was brave enough to believe it!

"Elder Shen, please don't joke around with your body. You need to consider this carefully. Do you want to contact Mr. Shen first?"

Song Yaoyao did not say a word as she leaned against Huo Yunque.

Huo Yunque chuckled and patted her on the head.

"It's only right to contact him. We will leave that with Uncle Shen. After you get over that hurdle and confirm that the child won't be held liable, I will hand her over to you; otherwise, this may sound heartless, but I won't be letting her go."

"You rascal! Watch what you're saying!"

Elder Huo glared at him and smiled, "Is your Uncle Shen that kind of person?! Old Shen, this rascal always says infuriating words; I'm used to it. Please don't be bothered by him! After all, he's finally found a girl that isn't afraid of him. It's only normal for him to protect her."

Elder Shen looked at him in understanding.

These two were playing good cop, bad cop.

But their motive was the same: to protect the girl.

He was not offended as he continued to smile.

However, he suddenly coughed, and dry retched as he held his stomach.

The nurse was shocked and quickly pressed the emergency buzzer.

"Elder Shen? Elder Shen, are you okay?"

"Old Shen?"

Elder Huo leaned toward him worriedly and patted on his shoulder. "Why are you so worked up. Hurry back to your room to get some rest. We will chat again when you're better!"

Elder Shen smiled weakly. "I'm afraid that I won't get better." He lifted his head and looked at the nurse in the doorway. "Go, give the Shens a phone call and tell them to come here."

"Elder Shen..."

The nurse was still reluctant. He was already in the late stages of his condition. How could anyone treat it?

If Song Yaoyao ended up killing him, the old man's identity would cause the hospital a lot of backlash.