Li Tianyi was taken aback for a moment and shook his head, saying, "No, that's not possible. I can only cure you; I can't treat others. The damage from the medication is irreversible."
Ye Weining felt even colder in her heart. She took a deep breath, grabbed Li Tianyi, and started heading downstairs. "You can go now. I'll send you on a private jet."
"No, I can't leave yet. I haven't fixed your ears." Li Tianyi clung desperately to the stair railing, refusing to be sent away.
A proud man, unable to win through force, could only resort to helplessly acting shamelessly.
"I'm not going, I just won't leave."
"I will definitely cure your ears."
"Once it's cured, you won't have to send me away; I'll leave on my own."
"..."
Ye Weining was furious, let go, and ran to rummage through Li Tianyi's computer, opening folders.
