”Clark’s son and grandson are also in our hands!" Atlas said, "But we'll wait until your condition improves before meeting them! Don't worry, I'll settle the score with them!"
At this point, Dad looked very tired sitting up. Atlas quickly went to lower the bed and helped him lie down.
"Dad! Don't overexert yourself. We have plenty of time to deal with things later. You must recover as soon as possible. Once all your indicators are back to normal, we'll figure out how to treat your leg."
"D-Do I still have hope?" My Dad's eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed with disappointment. He sighed, "It's been almost fifteen years. It's probably impossible!"
"Don't give up. I'll hire the top surgeons from around the world. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, we shouldn't give up!" Atlas said firmly, "I’ll help you stand up again! There are too many things we still need you for."
I quickly reassured him, "Believe in Atlas, he can do it! It's safe here."
After comforting him, we left his room
