Jian Xi looked at Ackerman anxiously and said, "Mr. Ackerman, I'm begging you..."
"I still can't understand. All of my chips are in the research lab..." Mr. Ackerman frowned.
Jian Xi: "..."
Smart people's thought processes are indeed different, but the important thing now is Nan Mufeng!
"Mr. Ackerman, no matter what, things are already settled. I've spoken to Mr. Han about this. So please, I implore you to help. I don't want my child to lose their father before they're even born."
Jian Xi lowered her eyes, tears streaming down. This wasn't being melodramatic; it was truly heartfelt.
Every surgery carries risks, and a surgery difficult enough to trouble Rui Kun must be extremely challenging. Ackerman is her last hope.
Ackerman looked at the girl before him. She was still young and already going to be a mother.
She must be a resilient woman, yet now she appeared so sad, so helpless...
"Alright, I will help you," Ackerman said.
