In Yanjing Central Hospital, a frail man wailed, "Dad, you must avenge me! Is there any hope for my leg to recover?"
That man was none other than Lin Song. At his bedside stood a tall, middle-aged man who said to the Director beside him, "Director Qin, is there any hope for my son's leg to recover?"
Sweat trickled down Director Qin's face as he was well aware of the middle-aged man's power. He cautiously replied, "Young Master Lin's leg was impacted by an external force, and logically speaking..."
"Give me a definite answer!" the middle-aged man commanded in a low voice, "How much chance is there for recovery?"
"Less than ten percent!" Director Qin wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Secretary Lin, I've already sought the best doctors, but the injury Young Master Lin sustained is too severe. We… we are powerless!"
Secretary Lin waved his hand dismissively, "Get out, I have some things to ask him!"
