Chapter 30 The Golden Ring Snake Ointment

The middle-aged man with glasses looked as if he might collapse at any moment. He could not bring himself to imagine that the girl lying on the hospital bed was his own daughter. His free left hand clutched desperately at Zhuang Zhou’s sleeve, his knuckles turning white. With a voice choked by grief, he pleaded, “Doctor, please, you must save my daughter. She’s innocent—she’s never done anything wrong. If heaven must punish someone, then let it be me. My daughter is blameless!”