Chapter 202: My conscience was eaten by a dog

"Thank you, Mr. Ding. There is one more thing I have to say. The person who gave your daughter the acupuncture was so mysterious that it had no effect at all. He almost killed your daughter!" Arnold Randall was overjoyed when he received the check for tens of millions. As the chief surgeon at Tianxiang Hospital, he only earned six or seven hundred thousand a year. If he had not been fired, he would not have had such a good opportunity. Mr. Balam, Fred Howell, I should thank you two. "Old Ding,...