Chapter 153 Money is not an issue


    Ang pursed her lips and tried to pull back her leg again, but Auntie Susan was so strong that she


    could not move at all. Plus, she got red at by Auntie Susan.


    She lowered her eyes and licked her dry lips, saying hoarsely,


    "I don''t want to trouble Mr. James."


    "Bullshit!"


    Auntie Susan grunted heavily, ''''It’s my intention that Rnd treat your leg. What does it have to do with


    James? Howe you''re taking his favor?


    If you want to thank somebody, thank me!"


    Rnd''s hand switched to another spot and pressed on it, then heughed lightly.


    "What are youughing at?!"


    Auntie Susan pped him on the head, "Watch her legs properly, concentrate!"


    Rnd moaned andmented, "I always thought you loved me the most, but it turned out that you


    didn’t......"


    "Aunt Susan."


    Ang lifted her eyes and called out to Auntie Susan, tucking her feet in.


    "Don''t move!"


    Auntie Susan pped her on the leg, "What''s wrong?"


    Looking down at her legs, Angughed to herself,


    "It won''t help to cure it. He''ll break it again."


    "When he hit you, are you just standing there to let him do it, huh?


    You don’t know how to run?"


    Auntie Susan said in disbelief, "Since when you just stood still to let people beat you?"


    Ang smiled obscurely, clutching the sheets beneath her.


    "All right, we''ll talk about itter, but if he can cure your leg now, hurry up and do it."


    "Look at the bright side. If you healed your leg, he won''t necessarily break it again, and even if he will,


    you will be able to run this time.


    But if you don''t cure your leg now, you won''t be able to heal itter even if you want to."


    "You''re only twenty now. If your led get cured, you can still dance if you want to, and you might even be


    able to fulfill your dreams. Don''t you think so?"


    Auntie Susan''s voice softened a bit.


    Ang''s eyes flickered as she looked down at her right leg, feeling a little touched by hisst sentence.


    "I didn’t know that there is a time when my great auntie can be so gentle. Miss Ang, I''m a little


    jealous of you."


    Rnd was concerned that Ang would feel awkward, so he joked in a warm tone.


    Auntie Susanughed and started scolding him. While he asionally replied a couple of sentences,


    he still focused his gaze on Ang''sp.


    "The whole leg has to be checked. Excuse me, Miss Ang."


    Rnd stood up and said to her. He then squatted down and pulled up her right pant, moving his long


    and jade-like fingers up her knee up after receiving her consent.


    While Auntie Susan was looking at this scene at the side, she suddenly popped out a sentence,


    "Rnd, how did you get a checkup so erotic?"


    Rnd''s hand paused and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly as he nearly choked on his own


    saliva.


    Clip-clop.


    At this very moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.


    Sunlight spilled in through the doorway, casting a long shadow on the floor.


    With his case in hands, James’ eyes flickered as his gaze stopped at Rnd''s hand that was touching


    Ang''s thigh.


    "Coming in without knocking, Mr. James got a terrible family education!"


    Auntie Susan looked at him with a smile, but said those harsh words without any mercy.


    "I’ming to my own ce, so it doesn''t seem like I need to do that."


    The VIP ward was reserved for James''s exclusive use. After finishing his sentence lightly, he looked


    down and asked Rnd, "How''s her leg?"


    Rnd organized Ang’s pant, stood up and smiled, “Sorry, Mr. James, this is my patient’s privacy,


    so I can''t tell you."


    "You don''t think there''s a way for me to know even if you don''t tell me?"


    James tugged his lips and put the brief case on the table along with the insted food container he


    brought.


    While Rnd was gathering his tools in the medicine box, he looked up at him and said, "Whether Mr.


    James will know in the end would be Mr. James’ business, and it''s my business to not tell."


    "Dr. Rnd has a lot of personalities."


    James said with a strange tone, then pointed at the food container on the table and said to Ang,


    "My mom had me bringing it in."


    Rnd stroked the creases on his shirt, "I''ll take that as apliment from Mr. James."


    “It is up to Dr. Rnd to interpret my words."


    James served a bowl of chicken soup and brought it to Ang, saying sinctly,


    “Help yourself."


    Ang just nced at the chicken soup, then withdrew her gaze and said lightly,


    "I''m too sick to eat meat, so thank you, Mr. James, for your kindness, but there''s no need for that."


    “Help yourself."


    James put the bowl on Ang''s hand and said it again.


    Ang pursed her lips, unwillingly picked up the bowl and started to take small sips of the chicken


    soup.


    Rnd packed his things away and put the lid on, "Mr. James seems to like to force people?"


    "Has Dr. Rnd studied psychology?"


    James nced faintly at Ang''s pale but better looking face, and said in a warmer tone.


    Rnd nodded, "A little, about as much as what a regr person would know, but it’s notparable


    to a psychiatrist."


    “Good.”


    James hooked his lips, "Or I''m afraid you''d be a quack."


    Hearing this, Rnd was slightly stunned for a moment before he reacted that he was responding to


    his earlierment of “forcing people”, then he could not helpughing,


    "Mr. James''s gone in a big circle."


    James pulled his lips hopelessly, took over the bowl from Ang''s hand and put it on the table, "You


    don''t have to go to work during this period, so just stay at the hospital to treat your leg."


    Ang frowned and was about to say something, but got cut off by Auntie Susan, "Then I''ll thank you


    for Ang."


    "Yes."


    James indifferently nced at Ang''s legs and opened his mouth, but did not say anything.


    Seeing this, Rnd raised his eyebrows slightly and said,


    "Mr. James doesn''t have to ask other people about Ang''s leg. I can tell you in general.


    After you broke her leg two years ago, she could have recovered quickly if she had been treated in


    time."


    "But she was sent to prison at that point, and if I''m right, Ang''s leg was beaten up a lot more times


    during that time, and even got frozen for a while."


    He turned to look at Ang, "Isn''t that right, Miss Ang?"


    Hearing this, the James unconsciously rolled his throat, flexed his right fingers and tapped lightly on the


    side of his leg, and tensed up his jaw and spine.


    Ang nced at James''s direction with a faint sneer in her voice, "Mr. James should know the


    answer better than me."


    James''s eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, a murky uncertainty shing through the bottom of his eyes,


    but he did not say anything in the end.


    “By the time Ang was released from prison, the bone in the right leg that was broken by Mr. James


    had grown a bit crooked already.


    This time, she was in the rain and got frozen for such a long time in the storm, so Dr. Fanny said that


    she had partial cell necrosis in her right leg."


    "To sum up, it''s going to be a very difficult to cure Miss Ang''s leg."


    Rnd said.


    Ang lowered her eyes, her eyshes trembling slightly, but she could not help grisping the fists


    hanging on the sides of her body.


    Very ...... difficult?


    "Money is not an issue,"


    James''s breathing got slightly faster than usual, "As long as you can cure her leg, I can meet one


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