If Medical Practitioners had no solution, then there was only—
No way!
Junior Master Uncle was such a good person; he couldn't end up with no choice but Waiting to Die!
That's right, that dead girl—oh no, I mean, the little girl!
If this were any time before today, and an eight or nine-year-old child claimed they could heal the Junior Master Uncle's soul injury, Su Wenbo would definitely have rolled up his sleeves and thrashed the "little liar."
But just a moment ago, Su Wenbo had experienced a somewhat abnormal accident.
A Blood Disaster!
Two hours and fifteen minutes!
Others might think it was just a coincidence, but as someone who experienced it, Su Wenbo didn't think so.
A coincidence?
Where in the world would one find such a coincidence?
It might be feasible if something had happened to Su Wenbo—but the timing was exactly the same as what the little girl had said.
Not even a minute off!
It sounded more like a timer had been set rather than a coincidence.
