"If things continue like this, your ninth sister may not last another hour. There is only one way now, but it will only keep her breathing until dusk. If your second brother doesn't arrive by then, you should go buy a fine coffin and prepare for the funeral." The old doctor finished inserting the needles, allowing Aran’s convulsions to slowly subside as the bleeding from her nose and mouth gradually stopped.
"Is there really no other possibility?" Leng Hao asked, looking at Aran on the bed.
"Indeed. You must make a decision quickly; if you don’t act now, it will be too late." This was Leng Hao’s sister, and the decision had to be his.
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