Moses's heart twitched. When he saw his son being in pain and agony, there was nothing else he could do except to comfort and deceive him.
"Son, you must have misheard just now. The doctor told me that there's still hope for you! Don't worry. No matter what, I will bring in the best doctors to heal your legs! When the time comes, you'll still be my proudest son and the Kingstons' most outstanding descendant!
"After I take over the family, I will definitely pass the position of helmsman to you in the future as well!
"Even if your legs have to be amputated now, you'll forever be my favorite son! In the future, you can also have prosthetic limbs installed. Besides, we have money, and the Kingstons hold so much power too. You can continue to live without worrying about food and clothing!
"In short, you must not do anything stupid!"
Moses persuaded him earnestly while gradually moving closer and closer to Marc.