Chapter 67: Three Hundred Million Received

"Grandfather," said Li Dongyang.

He turned his head and introduced him to everyone, "This is my grandfather; you must have seen him before, right?"

"Yes, yes, hello Mr. Li."

However, Li Tai's face flashed with shock but he quickly hid it well, not daring to look in Gu Changsheng's direction again.

He simply approached and began explaining Zhang Feifan's medical condition.

Zhang was coughing up blood as an emergency case, and the hospital was clueless. Li Tai was out of options too. He had a wide reputation in Yun City, where locals knew him as a man whose words were as final as death, and they had all seen how Zhang looked.

He was inhuman, resembling a dried-up corpse, his life force seemingly ebbing away.

"Mr. Li, is there really no other way? If it's a matter of money, Zhang Feifan still has some family wealth…" Jiao Man said.

She was kind-hearted, willing to let bygones be bygones even though Zhang had gone too far at the alumni gathering and now his end was near.