"Jason, if you personally performed the surgery, what are the chances of survival?"
Quan Tianyou glanced at Su Liuying, whose eyes brimmed with tears, prompting a sudden sense of reluctance within him.
"If I were to perform the surgery myself, the chances would rise to forty percent!"
Jason, with raised eyebrows, looked at Quan Tianyou and said, "Tianyou, but you know that I never easily agree to perform surgeries on people!"
Originally, Su Liuying felt a burst of joy when she heard that Jason performing the surgery would increase the survival rate to forty percent, but as he mentioned his usual reluctance to conduct surgeries, her face quickly fell.
The change in her expression did not escape Quan Tianyou's eyes. He pursed his lips and said to Jason, "What if I offer an unlimited sponsorship to your hospital?"
"That, of course, is possible!"
Jason smiled like a sly fox, seeming to have been waiting just for those words from Quan Tianyou.
