"Mr. Lin, thank you! If it weren't for you today, we really wouldn't have made it!"
Moments later, the unconscious boy was taken into the operating room. Outside the tightly closed doors, the middle-aged couple waited anxiously, glancing eagerly toward the door while showering Lin Fan with endless gratitude and attempting to kneel again.
"It was nothing, just lending a hand. For all of us to be on the same flight to the Imperial Capital, it must be fate." Lin Fan shook his head and helped them to their feet before turning to Fatty Chu.
"If you want to thank someone, thank my good brother, Young Master Chu. Not only did he get the hospital's Deputy Director for you, but he also plans to cover the medical bills."
What the—? When did I say I was going to pay out of my own pocket?
Hearing this, Fatty Chu's eyes widened, and he stood completely dumbfounded.
