Uncle Jiu's voice sounded like that of an old man.
"Are you sure you don't need me to come have a look?"
"We're at the hospital now. The doctor says he's recovering very well and will be fine after a little more time, so there's no need for you to make a special trip," Li Long said, explaining Zhao Hu's situation. He didn't want Uncle Jiu to come over; seeing Zhao Hu in his current state, he would never believe that Zhao Hu had nearly died.
Hearing Li Long's refusal, Uncle Jiu frowned but didn't insist. "Alright then. The reward I promised you will still be sent. Just consider it payment for his medical expenses."
"Uncle Jiu, let's just forget about that..."
Li Long simply didn't want Uncle Jiu to keep looking for them. The closer he got, the more would be revealed.
But Uncle Jiu gave him no such chance. "If you don't want to see me, then just take the money. I can't have people saying that I, Uncle Jiu, am stingy. That's that..."
With that, he hung up.
