Tossing one with each hand

Zhou Shiming's glare was venomous. He had already realized that Master Lin was acting different after looking at his son.

Thinking back to what Master Lin had done in the past, like conquering leukemia, he would never believe that Master Lin could not even treat a crippled leg.

He would never believe that.

"Master Lin, tell me how much it will cost. I can't let my son's leg rot." Because Zhou Shiming had money, whenever he came across a problem, money would be the first thing he brought up.

To him, money had thousands of functions. It could resolve any issue.

For example, his son always caused trouble but with the help but money, none of these were problems.

Although this Master Lin had great accomplishments, to Zhou Shiming, he was still human and he couldn't escape the allure of money.