章 1268: I Won't Heal You

The people around Ning suddenly shook their heads as if they wanted to clear their ears and hear what he had just said more clearly.

The chubby son gave a confused look and the mayor was even more confused.

"Come again?" he said.

"20 million fire coins," Ning said loudly, loud enough for anyone to hear him. "That is the price that I ask of you for healing you."

"That… isn't that too much?" the mayor said. "Most doctors take barely a few hundred coins."

"Are you not having to sleep in the bed properly, having to be fed by servants, have your shit cleaned by them, while you can't even turn your head for 8 whole months worth just a few hundred coins?"

"Is that relief not worth more?" Ning asked, demandingly. 

"Yes… but, 20 million…" The mayor didn't know what to say. "That's a lot."

"Yes, and I demand you that you pay me," Ning said.