Professor Lewis glanced at Stuart Truman and after a long sigh, he said, "Well, you go and report to the eye bank first. Once there, look for the person on this business card. He was once my student. If there's a suitable cornea, he'll try to give you priority."
Everyone was taken aback, not expecting him to suddenly change his mind.
The white-haired Professor Lewis said softly, "I know that Young Master Sulliven is not a good man, but he has set up quite a few free medical facilities in Africa and Country M, providing a vast quantity of free medicine. My granddaughter also benefited from this, so I only hope that once his eyes are better, he will do more good deeds."
The old man handed a phone to Stuart Truman, waved his hand and walked away, followed by several other doctors. It was clear that he was highly respected among them.
