In the advanced ward of the hospital, Hamid and others sat around the bed and watched Reid wake up slowly.
His broken knee had been operated on, but after the operation, he could only sit in a wheelchair.
âHowâs my leg? Howâs my knee?â Reid asked with anxious.
âDonât worry, Reid. The operation has been carried out, but the medical level here is not up to standard.
After you recover, you have to take a wheelchair.â Hamid said in a low voice.
âDamn it! I donât want a wheelchair! How could that be?â Reid roared angrily, feeling that his world was dark.
Life in a wheelchair was not what he wanted.
âWhen I get into a wheelchair, how can I practice martial arts? How can I go out to bully people? How can I pick up girls?â he thought.
âI want to transfer now! I want to go to the best hospital for surgery!â
âReid, donât get excited. The doctor said that after you recover, you can go to a better hospital for a second operation and replace the artificial joint.â Hamid comforted him and winked at others to let them persuade him.
Others looked at Reid with pity, but they were not pleased in the heart. Because Reid was disabled, they would lose the strong opponent in seeking affection from their master in the future.
âDonât worry, Reid. We will take revenge for you. You can take good care of yourself in the hospital. Our master knows so many people that he will arrange a good doctor for you.â
âThe technology of artificial knee joint is very mature now. If you change the artificial knee joint, your basic exercise ability can be recovered, and you donât have to sit in a wheelchair in the future.â
Reid clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes and said, âI canât beat him. How can you do it?â
âIf you say that, you look down on us. We are all passionate and willing to help you get revenge.â
âCall our master!â Reid roared angrily.
âOK, you are through now. Tell master yourself.â
The phone was handed over to Reid. He held the phone to his ear and said, âMaster, I made you lose face.â
Reid wiped his tears as he said this. Others were shocked. They didnât know that Reid cried as soon as he spoke.
âWhatâs the matter? Tell me in detail, donât cry.â
âMy knee was broken, and I will be in a wheelchair in the future. Master, please take revenge for me!â
âHow can this happen! Iâll fly back to H City in two days. Iâm sure Iâll take revenge for you. You should take good care of yourself first. My disciples wonât be bullied in vain.â
Maddoxâs anger was about to break through the ceiling.
He had opened hundreds of chain martial arts centers overseas with his high-level Kung Fu. He went back to H city for two purposes. One was to return home with honor, and the other was to expand business, that is, to set up chain martial arts centers in his country.
After all, it was easier to make money in his motherland. And if he could get in touch with all kinds of people with status, everything would be easier.
For example, he could teach the rich health preserving skills, use metaphysics to talk about life, and enlighten them. Maddox thought that with his ability, he could certainly succeed.
But now just at the beginning, one of the apprentices was disabled. Itâs a bad omen.
âDamn it! Anyone who dares to against me will die!â Maddox muttered bitterly and asked his disciples to book the ticket.
Canaan sent the Mr. and Mrs. Lee and Flora to their home, watched them enter the door, and then started the car to leave slowly.
âToday, my uncle lost face. Will he complain at home and confuse right and wrong? Do I have to tell Dad?â
After thinking for half a minute, Canaan picked up his phone and dialed his father Miller.
âDad, I just sold the villa on the top of the mountain in Emerald Garden to my friend at the cost price.â
Miller frowned, âIsnât that what your uncle wants? How can you give it to your friend? What did the sales manager over there say?â
Canaan stopped to think for a moment and asked curiously, âDad, how do you know that uncle wants that house?â
âYour uncle told me that he wanted to keep the villa for Maddox, an overseas martial arts master. Have you heard of him? He has been an action director in many Hollywood Kung Fu films.â
âYes. Today, my uncle took people to make trouble. My friend hurt the man he took.â Canaan said weakly.
âWhat?â Miller rubbed his brows and felt a little headache. âYou really worry me.â
âDad, I donât know he is going to give it to Maddox. Besides, Maddox is just a man who runs martial arts centers. He canât compare with my friend at all.â
Canaan felt that Maximilian was the strongest on earth. Even the strong man in the International Underground Boxing Match was easily killed by him, let alone Maddox.
âIs your friend really that strong?â Miller asked curiously.
âYeah, heâs very strong, and heâs going to take part in the Underground Boxing Match tomorrow. I think the final champion is him.â
Millerâs expression changed quickly. He hesitated for a moment and said, âI mean, if Maddox and your friends have any conflicts, youâd better not get yourself involved. Do you understand?â
âOh, I see. Dad, you can rest assured. Iâm just worried about my uncle complaining to you.â
âYour uncle hasnât called me yet. Things have already been like this. Let your friends live in the villa at ease. Iâll talk to your uncle. Just introduce him to another villa. What money can solve is not a big deal.â
Miller never valued money. After all, the Kadir family was never short of money, but he worried about his sonâs safety.
At the thought of Canaanâs friends going to participate in the Underground Boxing Match, Miller felt worried.
âBy the way, donât get involved in the Underground Boxing Match. You should always remember that you are the heirs of the Kadir family! If you have an accident, our familyâs career will fall into the hands of your cousins!â
âOk, Iâm sure nothing will happen to me. Dad, donât worry. I have to drive. Bye.â Canaan couldnât stand his fatherâs nagging and hung up.
Miller sighed and murmured, âHe is really grown up. I canât control him anymore. I just said a few words, but he finds an excuse to hang up.â
But he worried about his son all the time. He always thought that something would happen.
Miller calmed down and thought it over. He thought he should contact Hamid.