After the translator finished speaking, Xiaoyouzi remained silent for a moment.
These people are so inconsiderate, throwing them directly into the sea to feed the sharks?
Little Yuzu didn't show any fear; instead, she argued logically, "You've seen plenty of doctors over the years, haven't you? :"
“Yes,” Edson readily admitted.
He consulted all the famous doctors, but none of them could save his brother.
It's no use having more money than he has.
If this child doesn't work, he'll have to find a way to bring over a doctor from the Flower Kingdom.
"So many doctors have been helpless, yet you expect me to save your brother based on just a picture? That's impossible," Xiaoyouzi retorted coldly, showing no fear whatsoever, but instead becoming fierce.
Before Edson could speak, Little Yuzu continued, "Do you want to save your brother or harm him?"
Little Yuzu thought she had only done this one thing outside, so why was she being targeted?
Besides, a lame leg and a myocardial infarction are not the same thing.
Seeing that Xiaoyouzi's expression wasn't very good, Edson said to himself, "I've heard that the traditional Chinese medicine in your country is very powerful. I believe you won't let me down."
"I can only try. You have to release my brother and the others now," Xiaoyouzi said with a straight face. "I can stay with you."
Her expression remained unchanged, and she looked at Edson with calm eyes.
Edson hesitated for a moment, then refused: "If they leave, I'll have no leverage left. That's impossible."
"Let me check on your brother first. Where are my things?" Little Yuzu glared at him. "Because of you, all my luggage is gone."
The translator said, "Miss Luo, your luggage has been arranged. As long as you take good care of her brother, you will all be fine."
"What about the reward for saving lives?" Little Yuzu glared at Edson: "Don't tell me there's no reward for saving lives, and that I'm letting you get it for free?"
The translator spoke to Edson with a strange expression.
Edson laughed heartily: "Fine, give me as much as you want."
Little Yuzu glanced at Luo Yan and the others, winked at them, and then followed Edson up to the third floor.
The long corridor on the third floor was carpeted.
A railing was installed a little below the handrail on the side, specifically for wheelchair users to hold onto.
Edson led Little Yuzu down the long corridor to its end.
At the far end was a room, emanating a black, deathly aura.
Little Yuzu frowned deeply: No, it's not death energy, but it's almost gone; life force is almost gone.
"Squeak."
Edson pushed open the door.
The eerie atmosphere that swept over her made Xiaoyouzi shiver.
She calmed herself down and looked inside.
The spacious room was covered with eerie and terrifying paintings, and the floor was also covered with various items.
A man lies on a pile of paintings, holding a knife in his hand, with a wheelchair sitting quietly beside him.
The man's wrist was cut open with a knife, and blood flowed onto the painting.
He collapsed lifelessly onto the pile of blood-stained paintings.
Edson's eyes widened in horror. He rushed forward, scooped the man up, and cried out in anguish, "No! Anders!"
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