"Sir, shouldn't we first go to the hospital to see my grandson?"
"The house is not important. If necessary, I can give up the house. But my little grandson..."
As the old man's friend exited the courtyard, the friend's name was Wei Wenqiang, one of the wealthiest hidden figures in Jiang City.
Li Yidao was the first to have Wei Wenqiang bring him to his own home. However, Wei Wenqiang was quite puzzled, or rather, he was genuinely concerned about his grandson's well-being at this moment.
On the way, he tried to persuade Li Yidao to go to the hospital first to save his grandson. Li Yidao smiled and said, "If we don't resolve the root of the problem, even if I save your grandson now, there may still be issues later on."
"Since it was the old man who asked me to come, I will address this matter from its source. If you only want me to save your grandson, I have no objections, but I need to call the old man first."
