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?

out some blood and

sound and looked disdainfully at the

the Island of Despair got injured during their missions and needed treatment when they returned, he would be more than

hated

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

me directly to the hospital." Gerald's throat felt a bit better, and he also understood that Shanks did not want to treat

to the hospital would be better

the hospital?" Shanks was slightly surprised. It seemed that

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

Shanks remained silent.

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

Did this mean that only Shanks could

me... please." Gerald immediately changed his tone and thought to himself that he would just endure the pain if it meant he could still

those doctors could not save him, it would all be

would not take him to

that he might

half an hour, and he's already like this. It’s truly embarrassing for the Island of Despair," cursed Oscar, one of the

Shanks said nonchalantly, "Do you think everyone

right. Our bodies have all been conditioned through your long-term care, so naturally, we're

aside from taking poison and

developed to enhance their physical functions and promote

extensive training combined with the conditioning from these potions, they could withstand beatings far better

the man's praise without getting carried away. Instead, he instructed them

at another

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

were about

this, he frowned and reprimanded, "What are you doing? Are you trying to make it

we increase the difficulty tenfold, you'll still be able to save him," Oscar joked, knowing that Shanks had a better temper than Abel. Thus, he playfully

but turn pale as he listened

repeated flattery, Shanks did not seem to care

it," answered the two