Tawana was on the verge of a breakdown. "But that's just what I was thinking! What if he really just leaves? Is he not going to get his knee treated? Good heavens, Silvio will kill me."
Chen Yu dropped his nonchalant expression and said with a serious face, "Rudolph, this is just a tactic. Rest assured, no matter what he ultimately chooses, I will cure him."
"After all, who can say no to making money?" Chen Yu added jokingly.
'A $200,000 surgery fee, plus long-term post-operative rehabilitation... he wasn't getting out of the United States for less than half a million US dollars.'
Tawana was stunned. He stared fixedly at Chen Yu for a long moment, then said, unsure whether to laugh or cry, "Chen, you really are..."
For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
"But what if he doesn't come back?" Tawana fretted. "I told you, he's very stubborn."
'I hope he doesn't just walk away for good.'
