Jiang Liang was stunned, terrified by his brother's words.
Jiang Wei couldn't be bothered with him. He yanked his hand off, ignited the engine, floored the gas pedal, and drove off into the distance, as if fleeing from pursuers.
Jiang Liang, caught off guard, stumbled back and fell to the ground. But he didn't bother getting up, staring blankly ahead, not knowing what to do.
Just then, his phone rang. He thought his brother had changed his mind, and ecstatically answered without even checking the caller ID.
"Hello, brother, you—"
A rough but slightly excited voice came from the other side:
"Hey, Jiang Shao, it's me, Hu Qiang. We've just completed Brother Tang's examination, the X-ray's out, and it's indeed a broken shin. This time, Liu Zhibin can't escape; he must pay until he's bankrupt, or this won't end! But, Jiang Shao, the hospital says surgery requires an upfront payment of five thousand dollars, and none of us have that much. Can you come to the hospital—"
