For every copy of the *Common People's Medical Manual* sold, Chen Mo earned one dime.
Chen Mo cast a side glance at Yi Zhonghai. It was clear the old man was trying to put him on the spot, but Chen Mo couldn't have cared less.
"Why is everyone staring at me like that? My money wasn't stolen or snatched. You can be as green with envy as you want, but it's not going to end up in your pockets." Chen Mo sneered at Yi Zhonghai. "Yi Zhonghai, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Trying to make me donate to the Jia Family? You can give up that pipe dream. I’d rather feed my money to a stray dog than donate a single cent to the Jia Family."
Chapter 122