Although Tai Qiuming didn't know why Zhang Chi said that the surgery could not be performed, there had been open and secret fights in the family, and the two brothers were hoping that the old man would die quickly.
Thinking of this, she said to her two uncles , " Mr. Zhang said that the operation has risks, so we can't sign. Mr. Zhang, please help treat the old man. If you can cure him, my Tai family will owe you a favor."
"Forget about the favors. I don't want too much, just one million. Let them go. I need a very quiet environment to treat my illness."
Zhang Chi put forward conditions.
"Tsk, who do you think you are!"
Tai Xilin laughed, "A kid who came out of nowhere, if something happens to the old man, can you afford it!"
"He killed me, can't I pay for his life?"
Zhang Chi yawned with a cynical look on his face, and with the stubble on his chin, he didn't look like a doctor at all.
Seeing this, Tai Nanting had a playful look
