Liancheng Yazhi sneered: "If it wasn't a problem, I wouldn't have to come to you."

The dean sighed, he was most afraid of dealing with such rich people.

"Master Ya, doctor...doctors are not omnipotent..."

"This gentleman's condition is indeed too serious. We can only treat him to the best of our ability, but..."

The dean felt a little bad. He paused and didn't know whether to change what he said next.

Secretary Zhou looked on with sympathy for the dean.

He said to Liancheng Yazhi: "Master Ya, I saw that Mr. Xia's injury is indeed too serious."

Liancheng glanced at Secretary Zhou Yazhi: "You know that's not what I want to hear."

He asked the dean: "But what, what did you want to say just now?"

The dean resisted the pressure, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "But... we can save his life, but... we are only 40% sure about his legs."

If the person inside wasn't so seriously injured, he would never have said that.

But if he was even 50% sure, he wouldn't tell Liancheng Yazhi about it.

Liancheng Yazhi was not as angry as they expected, but instead laughed.

Moreover, his smile is particularly gentle.

Secretary Zhou subconsciously took a step back and swallowed his saliva. Master Ya was now angry.

Liancheng smiled elegantly and asked very calmly: "You mean, there is a 60% chance that he will be in a wheelchair forever and unable to stand up for the rest of his life?"

This dean was really brave and nodded: "Yes..."

The smile on Liancheng Yazhi's face became even deeper, with a stunning beauty.

He walked forward, looked at the dean, and said softly: "I tell you, even if he dies, he will never be able to stand up. No matter what method you use, you have to save his legs."

The dean and Secretary Zhou both looked at Liancheng Yazhi in surprise.

Especially the dean couldn't believe that Liancheng Yazhi would say such a thing.

Between life and legs, isn't the former more important?

For most people, their choice is fate, right?

Secretary Zhou gradually calmed down after being shocked.

He thought he understood why Liancheng Yazhi said that.

Liancheng Yazhi knew what kind of person Xia Xuanmo was, and how could he tolerate his brother being unable to stand up in front of him.

Xia Xuanmo, on the other hand, seems to have a gentle temper, but he has a deep mind. He has his pride, his principles, and his dignity.

He didn't want to be shorter than his brother, and he didn't want to be pitied by everyone from now on.

Liancheng Yazhi suddenly grabbed the clothes of the still shocked dean, "I'll give you two choices, either let him die or let him get better."

The dean hadn't fully recovered yet. He asked, "What if... what if he dies?"

Liancheng's elegant thin lips uttered four words: "You...are buried with me."

There was a loud bang and thunder exploded above the head of the dean.

He suddenly felt like crying without tears, and the fear in his heart kept rising.

If I had known earlier that he shouldn't have been greedy for petty gains, it would have been over now...

Liancheng Yazhi said that he would give them two choices, but in fact, he didn't give them a choice at all?

The dean finally figured it out. They could either cure the man inside or die with him. They were forcing him to commit suicide.

Anyway, from now on, there must be no mention of amputation.
Chapter completed!