With the conversation reaching this point, the young woman bit her lip tightly and hesitated for a moment before stepping aside.
Given the circumstances, she was grasping at straws out of desperation and could only take a gamble!
"I warn you, if anything happens to my grandfather, I'll make sure you'll never leave the Ye Family!"
"Are you done talking? If you're finished, get out of the way. With all these people crowded around, I can hardly breathe, let alone a sick man."
Lu Chuan glanced indifferently at the young woman and met her gaze without the slightest hint of retreat. Eventually, her defiance crumbled, and she stepped back a few paces in submission. Only then did Lu Chuan move to the bedside, lightly placing his fingers on Old Master Ye's wrist.
Judging solely by the pulse, Xu Tiangong's earlier judgment wasn't exaggerated. Old Master Ye's pulse was as faint as a thread, and he could stop breathing at any moment.
