Chapter 349 Win One More Time

• Wang Wendong had indeed treated this old lady before. He knew her knee was an old, stubborn problem—no way it could be fixed in minutes. Leon White was basically asking to get himself killed.
• So Wang Wendong said, “Alright, it’s set. Don’t regret it. A kid’s fever? Fastest, half an hour.”
• Half an hour isn’t short, but it was enough for Leon White to win. And the old lady’s leg—even with acupuncture—couldn’t possibly reach the point of walking on her own that quickly.