“Fu Chaihe, look at that cripple with such a smart mouth. HaHaha! What the hell is he doing over there?” Gong Luyao was amused when he looked at Leng San because Leng San was not even in the process of treating patients.
“Having a smart mouth but, in the end, he's just a fool to throw away fifty million gold coins for me!! I’ll tell you that if that man doesn't pay me, this matter definitely won't end with just a negotiation. At that time, don't even think about stopping me!! Because we have made a bet…” Gong Luyao used a cold tone to tell Fu Chaihe.
Fu Chaihe could not dispute anything, only pray…
Time passed by more than a shichen…
On the one hand, the Medical Saint Institute had already let over thirteen patients go home out of one hundred patients, all had the approval from Mu Zhongluo. But on the other hand, the Divine Dragon God Institute had not been able to let even one patient go back!!