Even though Leng Youchen was mentally prepared, hearing the doctor's words still pricked his heart. He said in a hoarse voice, "How many days do I have?"
The doctor hesitated, "Judging by the current condition of the young master's body and the rate at which the poison is spreading, about ten days."
Leng Youchen's brow furrowed like a mountain peak, and he said, "I'll set off immediately; I'll definitely be back in at least five days or at most ten days. During this time, keep Chenchen's condition stable for me."
"Yes."
Leng Youchen strode out of the attending physician's office, and as he walked, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Han Chen, book me a ticket to the capital of Country S right away. Also, organize all those materials I had you collect previously into my suitcase, and have the secretary deliver it to the airport. Additionally, while I'm in Country S, post someone at the hospital and don't let anyone get close to my wife and the young master."
