Chapter 21 - 30

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lChapter 21: I Am Not Planning To Go To Hell

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“You mean that yellow… that Chen healed little John?”

“Not completely, but his brain tumor halved in size.”

“Is this even possible?”

“I don’t know, but I do know that he pulled you back from the brink of death.”

Rasfa was deep in thought. “From your conversation, he promised you that he will give me six treatment sessions. Is that right?”

“Yes.”

“I feel quite energetic.”

“But according to the examination report from the hospital, your condition is very unstable. In three to seven days, you might…”

“What did he say?”

“He said that he will extend your life by three days.”

Rasfa could feel his heart tighten. This time, he did not dare to dismiss Chen Zhao’s warning as a joke.

At the very least, those who would joke with him did not have the ability to save him.

However, the person whom Rasfa totally offended in their first encounter could control his condition, or even his death.

“Father, I think you should call him yourself.”

“Don’t I have two more days? I’ll see. I feel I am recovering well.”

“Fine. If you want to decide this just before dying, I don’t object.”

“I’m not dead yet,” Rasfa emphasized.

“Yes, but you will soon, if you continue hesitating.”

“Alright. I’ll call him.”

Rasfa was slightly annoyed. He was not used to bowing down to others.

However, he also knew that he had no other choice.

Rasfa was like a drowning traveller at the moment. He must grip onto whatever he could.

“Hello, is it Chen? This is Rasfa.”

“Yes? I’m about to sleep.”

“I’m sorry for disturbing you.” Rasfa swallowed his pride.

“I’m planning to organize a party. Are you able to attend? It’ll be in my manor.”

“Err… I’m scared that I’ll breathe the air in your manor and then you’ll call the police.”

“Listen, Chen, I feel really, really sorry for my attitude and words yesterday. I know I’m wrong. I know that my previous believes are very inappropriate. I hope that you can forgive me. I sincerely wish that you can attend my party and I want to resolve the misunderstanding between us.”

“Right, I’ll think about it.”

“And… You said that… I can get hard again? Is that real?”

“Yes, but I hope that it’ll be after the first session.”

“Then can I postpone the party to after the first treatment? I want a perfect party for both you and me. You can stay at my place after the session. I’ll invite many people, many beauties.”

Although this old man was already dying, he was still a hedonist.

“It’s your party. Of course you can decide when you want to hold it.”

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