"I want to live!"
Sixty-something, with a gaunt face and white whiskers, Abu Halik, sitting in a wheelchair, weakly said in English, "Expert Lin, I have visited one top-ranked brain surgeon after another."
"But they all said they couldn't do anything."
After pausing for breath, he continued, "Three days ago, someone contacted my medical team, requested my medical records, saying perhaps Expert Lin in the distant East could find a solution."
"Only through inquiries did I learn that in this Eastern country, there is actually a world-class, unbelievably young brain surgeon."
Lin Jie kept a calm expression, but internally he was silently complaining.
He didn't believe it; this guy only learned about his existence a few days ago.
In the past year, especially recently, he's been actively working, and with Abu Halik searching all over the world for a doctor who could save him, there was no reason for him to overlook Lin Jie.
