Zhao Bin's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Chen's words: "Is what you said true?"
Lin Chen nodded: "The disease you have isn't terminal, but you've been slowly poisoned by someone."
"Slow poison?" Zhao Bin's face changed upon hearing Lin Chen's words.
"So that's it, those bastards from Country M used such despicable means to hide that secret." Zhao Bin said, his face turning ashen.
Zhao Bin to Lin Chen: "Mr. Lin, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'd still be in the dark."
Lin Chen said: "The poison they used is very secretive, undetectable by ordinary scientific instruments. It's no wonder the diagnosis was a terminal illness."
"Mr. Lin, please save me. It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I've just reunited with my daughter. I owe her too much, so I want to spend more time with her." Zhao Bin said with a smile.
Lin Chen said: "Don't worry, I'm also friends with Zhao Ying, and since you've contributed so much to the country, I naturally won't just watch you die."
