"Really?" Ye Yiyi widened her tearful, hopeful eyes at him.
Ling Kong smiled and nodded, "Yes, my family has a deep connection with him. Even if he doesn't want to give me face, he would still show respect to my father."
If Dr. K really doesn't want to help, as a last resort, he could use his own treatment in exchange for Third Young Master Jun's treatment.
After all, having been treated for so many years, the residual drugs and toxins in his body couldn't be completely eliminated; treated or untreated, it's all about the same.
And he didn't want this little girl to lose her father.
"Brother Ling Kong, you're really a great guy." With the assurance, Ye Yiyi's tears turned into laughter. She hopped off the bed, ran over and hugged him, planting a big kiss on his cheek, "Yiyi loves you to death."
Ling Kong's handsome face turned slightly red, and he gave a light cough.
