Listening to the murmur of voices, Lin Dongfeng, the head of the Lin family’s main branch, felt a flash of cunning cross his eyes.
Very good. Everything was going according to plan.
"Divine Doctor Ouyang..." Lin Dongfeng sighed, his gaze falling upon a thin-haired, impeccably suited middle-aged man, his expression profoundly earnest. "I beg you, please help. See what has become of my father... Today is his eightieth birthday. As long as you can cure him, I, Lin Dongfeng, will pay a fee of one hundred million out of my own pocket as a token of my gratitude!"
A hundred million?
That was a fortune!
The onlookers were secretly shocked, a tempest of emotion rising within them. Even though they were the elite of Luocheng, with family estates worth billions, a hundred million in cash was still an astronomical sum to hand over so casually.
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