The corner of Aman's lips twitched a little, and the wine cup in his hand swayed slightly, sliding like a crystal-clear hotel silk.
"Then let's get straight to the point. What do you think about my wife's situation?" He asked.
"Might I ask, Mr. Emperor, have you brought your wife's B-over here? I'll take a look first."
Aman extended his hand to the bodyguard behind him.
The bodyguard put the file bag with a B- level bill in Aman's hand.
"Here." Aman threw it on the table in front of him. "You are the best domestic obstetrics doctor, and I heard that you have some reputation in the international medical field. I hope that you can give me the most useful plan and idea. If you hide a little bit of my wife's situation from me and make my wife in danger, your career as a doctor will come to an end."
Hearing Aman's words, the hand that took up the file bag paused in the air.
Only then did He nod and open the file bag, "Don't worry, Aman. I'll do my best."
