"I know how to educate my son. Although he is a little naughty and willful, he is not a bad person at heart."

Tan Xianchun said, "If you insist on fighting us to the death, it will do you no good. We are a military family, and we only want to defend our country. We never easily get involved in various disputes. But if someone wants to ride on our heads and shit on us, sorry, we won't accept it."

"Forget it, there's nothing more to say to you."

Tang Xiaobao said, "I originally thought you came to me today to ask me to treat your son. Now it seems that your son hasn't had a relapse yet, but it will be soon, and it won't be delayed until tonight. I hope that if you ask me to save his life again, I can be more prepared and be more low-key and sincere. Oh, let me remind you, my consultation fee is very expensive, so you must be mentally prepared."

"Are you cursing my son to get sick?" Tan Xianchun's face changed.

"Do you need a spell?"

Tang Xiaobao sneered: "If he wasn't sick, do you think I would just let him suffer a little? Humph, he's dying, I just don't bother with him, I don't want to take the blame."

Tan Xianchun was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone and after listening to a few words, his face changed drastically and he stood up suddenly.

"What? Okay, I'll be right there!"

Tang Xiaobao had already left his seat and walked a few steps before saying, "Are you having a seizure? Remember what I said."

After saying that, he left in a cool manner.

Tan Xianchun was frightened and didn't bother to say anything to Tang Xiaobao. He hurriedly paid the bill and rushed to the hospital.