"I'll speak..." Li Dongfei had turned pale from the pain. His lips were trembling, and his breath was weak.
"Get him out of here, deal with him, and clean this place up." Zhao Guibi's gaze fell on the floor, which was constantly overflowing with blood. The pungent smell made her feel a little uncomfortable.
After leaving the room and moving to another place, she hired a specialist doctor to wait outside. Li Dongfei was given a simple treatment to stop the bleeding and stay awake.
As for whether the medication was scientific or healthy, that didn't matter at all. Soon, Li Dongfei was carried over.
"Speak." Zhao Guibi leaned back lazily. "Don't delay the treatment of your legs."
Li Dongfei felt as if his legs were under local anesthesia. His entire body seemed numb, but his brain was very clear. "Last April, my nephew was diagnosed with uremia. He needs a million yuan for medical fees..."
