Hmm? Feng Jun heard something amiss and looked up, "Why is it two hundred million Mai dollars?"
"I don't know either," Liu Yuting said with a wry smile, shaking her head. "I repeatedly reminded him that the chances of recovery were only sixty percent, but once the treatment fails, it's a hundred percent failure. There's no forty percent hope. I advised him to spend his money cautiously..."
Madame Wang no longer considered small money significant. Although she didn't have much cash in hand, she was managing a care center with a monthly turnover of billions, which naturally elevated her standards.
Moreover... what she wanted more was cultivation, not caring much for mundane wealth.
To be blunt, Wang Haifeng had a Storage Talisman. If he really wanted to make money, wouldn't it be easy?
