Zhou Tianming bowed to Lin Dong to apologize, but Lin Dong's face remained cold and he didn't answer.
Seeing this, Zhou Tianming immediately "plop" fell to his knees on the ground.
Then he pleaded, "Divine Doctor Lin, I'm truly sorry! Please show mercy and save my life!"
"Crack," with that sound, Zhou Yu felt he must have kicked an iron plate this time. Frightened, his hand shook while making a call, and his custom phone worth tens of thousands shattered on the ground.
He was truly scared.
He could never have imagined that his uncle, a figure ranking within the top five of the Zhou Shi Clan whom he regarded as high as the sky, was actually kneeling before this doctor whom he had previously mocked so greatly.
"It's over! Dammit, even Jesus couldn't save me now."
Zhou Yu wanted to cry.
At the moment, Lin Dong looked at Zhou Tianming, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Mr. Zhou, please get up. I can solve your problem. However, I have a request!"
