Luo Ziling shook his head with a wry smile, "No! The illness has advanced to such a stage that even if I were to provide treatment, at most I could only prolong the patient's time before death, but it's impossible to prevent the patient from dying due to the rampant tumor cells."
Luo Ziling glanced at Li Zhenhua and then at Lou Zhiyi, and said very seriously, "The patient's immune system has been damaged beyond recovery. It's like the dikes of a reservoir, breached everywhere; you can't repair it to hold back the flood that has already arrived. I think what we can do now is just to delay his life's end."
Luo Ziling's words left Li Zhenhua and Lou Zhiyi disappointed.
They were fully aware that Chen Ruchang could no longer return to health.
The reality of how long he could hold on, whether it's days or months, was all that remained.
