At this mont, Jiang Hanwen’s room was filled with many people.
There were dical experts and professors from the hospital, staff from relevant units, and two exceptionally eye-catching beautiful won.
Jiang Man and Jiang Qi, the two sisters, were both present.
Because they had cried too much, both won looked pale and haggard at the mont. Especially Jiang Man, who had also suffered heartache, appeared sowhat sickly, with redness in her eyes and swelling around them.
At the door stood mbers of the Jiang family as well as various relatives like distant aunts and uncles.
After all, Jiang Hanwen held the highest position within the Jiang family. The entire clan had been basking in his glory, and now that he was on his deathbed, it was only right for them to co and send him off.
At the sa ti, they harbored a sliver of hope for a miracle, wishing that Jiang Hanwen could sohow be revived so that they could continue to bask in his reflected glory.
The people of the Jiang family were extrely tense, with so constantly sniffling and wiping away tears. But in reality, very few were mourning Jiang Hanwen’s death; they were rely worried about losing their status and wealth.
"Dad, it’s my fault, I can’t save you. Please wake up, speak to ," Jiang Man pleaded, kneeling at the head of the bed, her face streaming with tears.
Jiang Qi was also sobbing with her mouth covered.
The scene was profoundly sad.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
A young man was the first to squeeze through.
Seeing this man, Jiang Man, who had been kneeling and crying, imdiately found an outlet for her emotions and burst out in anger.
"Zhang Jian, you bastard, my father is dying, can’t you let him leave in peace?" she demanded.
"Are you even human?"
The newcor, was none other than the playboy, Zhang Jian.
Jiang Qi, who also knew Zhang Jian was no good, followed in scolding him.
"Zhang Jian, don’t go too far, you will receive retribution for this," she said.
"Heh heh heh,"
Confronted with the sisters’ scolding, Zhang Jian didn’t take them seriously at all. He scoffed disdainfully and said,
"Your father is dying. Once he’s gone, the status of the Jiang family will plumt. What right do you have to compare yourselves with the Zhang family? The fact that I’m standing here talking to you at all is a favor. Don’t scare with your empty threats."
"And besides, I didn’t co here today to make trouble," he continued.
"Co in," he called to soone outside the door.
Imdiately, a white man with a full head of silver hair, a sturdy build, and glasses walked in.
He appeared to be in his fifties and carried an air of authority.
"My God, are you Professor Peter?" exclaid one of the dical experts in the room, grabbing the older man’s arm in excitent after an initial startle.
Zhang Jian nodded.
"That’s right, it’s Professor Peter, whom I’ve brought from overseas at great expense," he confird.
"Oh my goodness,"
"I can’t believe it’s really you. Do you rember, three years ago when I was training abroad, I had the honor to attend one of your lectures. It was a lifelong benefit. You’ve actually co to Huaxia," the expert continued, turning to Jiang Man with a hint of excitent.
"Miss Jiang, Professor Peter is one of the top three neurology specialists in the world. The number of brain tumor patients he has cured is countless. If he is willing to lead the operation for the head of the Jiang family, there’s at least a fifty percent chance of success," the expert said.
"You’re Professor Peter, I’ve long admired your reputation," Jiang Man responded, her expression becoming excited and uplifted.
Since her father fell ill, she had been looking for experts in this field. She had heard of Peter’s renowned na, but he was a famous specialist from the United States, soone she could not afford to hire, and she never dared to hope for his assistance.
Now that she had t him in person, she couldn’t help but feel overjoyed.
"Heh heh, Jiang Man, do you still want to drive away now?" Zhang Jian said with a proud and arrogant expression.
Jiang Man had no response.
"Professor Peter, I beg you to save my father. Our Jiang family will be deeply grateful for your kindness," Jiang Qi implored the middle-aged white man.
"Trouble trouble trouble," the middle-aged white man responded in his broken Mandarin.
"Sorry, my trip to Huaxia this ti is under the employnt of the Zhang family. Without Mr. Zhang’s consent, I cannot take action," he explained.
"Hahaha,"
Zhang Jian laughed triumphantly.
"You all heard him. Whether Jiang City’s mayor can survive now depends on my word," he said.
His greedy eyes occasionally wandered over Jiang Man’s curvaceous figure, nearly drooling with desire.
At this mont, the Jiang family mbers in the room showed nothing but respect for Zhang Jian, almost treating him like a deity. What Zhang Jian held in his hand was not just Zhong Hanwen’s life, but the wealth and glory of all these people.
"Mr. Zhang, let’s talk this out nicely, please have a seat," a mber of the Jiang family said respectfully, moving a chair over for Zhang Jian.
"Mr. Zhang, please let Professor Peter act and save a life. Whatever your demands, we can discuss them," he implored.
"Good, then I want her!" Zhang Jian said, raising his hand to point at Jiang Man’s chest with a look full of evil and greed in his eyes.
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