Zhang Yang looked at Uncle Long indifferently and said, "That's the situation. As a doctor, I can responsibly tell you that I've cured your illness."
"And the treatment was perfect, so you can continue living like a normal person."
"As for other matters, they are not within my considerations."
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Uncle Long still said angrily, "Do you think saying that will make me thank you?"
"Zhang Yang, you don't understand at all. You have ruined my entire kung fu, which is more painful than if you had killed me."
"Do you know how much I've given to advance from a little street rascal to my current position?" Uncle Long's eyes were even red.
It was obvious that Uncle Long was genuinely upset.
Zhang Yang did not argue and just watched quietly.
After Uncle Long had vented, Zhang Yang calmly said, "Whose life isn't filled with effort?"
"However, if you insist on saying this, I can only tell you that I did it with the consent of a family member."
