Zhang Dongyang was scared half to death by the additional ten-million-yuan card from Zhang Fan.
How could there still be money?
"Did you do something bad?" Zhang Dongyang furrowed his brows and asked.
Zhang Fan could only offer a bitter smile and immediately said, "Dad, I'm a good person, you know. Does your hand feel better now? Hmph, with my superb medical skill, isn't it worth this money?"
Zhang Dongyang also suddenly remembered his hand, and his eyes incredulously watched Zhang Fan. After a long while, he finally sighed, "My son has become so capable."
Feeling that sense of pride from his dad, Zhang Fan also felt an inexplicable happiness in his heart.
"Just wait and see, Dad. I'll definitely keep surprising you in the future," Zhang Fan murmured to himself.
With the Flower Protection System in hand, I have the whole world.
This is nothing but a beginning.