Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Gerald recalled the number he was assigned in the organization. He reminisced about how thrilled he was when he first received it.

Joining the Island of Despair made him feel respectable and prestigious. After all, it brought in a handsome income.

Yet, Gerald only felt regret now.

"091," uttered Gerald.

"Mm." Shanks picked up his phone and dialed another number. "You threw 091 to me. How can I possibly rescue someone alone?"

"You have the capability to save him," Abel's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"But if you don't want to, that's fine too. He's just trash anyway. He's incapable of doing anything right. If you don't want to save him, let him breathe his last and dispose of him."

"Easy for you to say." Shanks looked at Gerald coldly and said to Abel, "Send two men up."

Abel replied, "Alright. I didn't expect you to still have the intention to save him."

"So, are we saving him or not?" Shanks’ tone was impatient. Abel was truly incomprehensible. First, Abel wanted his men to bring this person up here to be saved, but then he said it did not matter whether Shanks saved him or not.

It was more troublesome than dealing with a woman.

"If you want to save him, then save him. I'll send people up," Abel finished his sentence and hung up.

Shanks tossed his phone aside, slowly rose to his feet, and said, "It's too difficult for me to save you alone, and I can't find anyone else who understands medicine, so I have to let those two guys help me.

"Just bear with it if it hurts later. I have no other choice."

Gerald heard this and shuddered again.

Let two men who did not understand medicine help?

Those two helpers had to be the burly guys from the Island of Despair. Would they not just end his life?

Could they not just take him to the hospital?

spat out some blood and felt a little

sound and looked disdainfully at

during their missions and needed treatment when they returned, he would

hated cleaning up Abel's

beat people up to the brink of death and then sent them over here. These were the

a bit better, and he also understood that Shanks did not want to

hospital would be better than suffering

Shanks was slightly surprised. It seemed that Abel's so-called

you really send him to the hospital, I bet those incompetent doctors won't be able

Shanks remained silent.

bother Mr. Shanks to save you, you should be grateful. If you go to the

this mean that only Shanks could heal his

immediately changed his tone and thought to himself that he would

doctors could not save him, it would all be

understood that the people here would not take him to

were also worried that

and he's already like this.

nonchalantly, "Do you think everyone is like you

conditioned through your

from taking poison and the antidote, they also frequently drank

potions were developed to enhance their physical functions and promote

conditioning from these potions, they could withstand

without getting carried away. Instead, he instructed them in a cold voice, "Take him to the

at another

guest rooms. Otherwise, Gerald would have to suffer and be forced to undergo

The two men were about to

doing? Are you trying to make it harder for me to save him by handling him

tenfold, you'll still be able to save him," Oscar joked, knowing that Shanks had a

not help but turn pale as he listened to their

did not seem to care much. He simply instructed them, "Carry him over

answered