"It is Erysipelas."
"…."
"You must have been like this since childhood. You barely eat, and you cough blood. That's because your stomach isn't well. Judging from your current situation, you will have only a couple of years left to live," Gu Chaoyan said.
Mrs. Lin turned pale. What Chaoyan said differed from the other doctors, but their conclusion was the same - only a couple of years left to live.
Lin Jiashu was drinking the tea as his face turned more pale. He bellowed. "You doctors, just stay at home if you can't cure me. Don't be out here humiliating yourselves!"
He hated it when his mother got full of hope before getting disappointed again as she saw off the doctors.
If that had to be the case, he could just give up and live the way he should be.
Gu Chaoyan threw a glance at Lin Jiashu.
This boy pretended to be careless about his life, but as a matter of fact, he did hope to live. That made everything easier.
