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 felt a

looked disdainfully at the dirty floor. "This is really

those people from the Island of Despair got injured during their missions and needed treatment when they returned, he would be

really hated

and then sent them over here. These were the most troublesome people

take me directly to the hospital." Gerald's throat felt a bit better, and he also understood that Shanks did not want to treat him. That was why he suggested going to the

the hospital would be better than

slightly surprised. It seemed that Abel's

to the hospital, I bet those incompetent doctors won't

Shanks remained silent.

you should be grateful. If

mean that only Shanks could heal

himself that he would just endure

to the hospital and those doctors could not save him, it would all

understood that the people here would not take him

that he

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

said nonchalantly, "Do you

Shanks, you're right. Our bodies have all been conditioned through your long-term care, so naturally, we're much better than this

taking poison and the antidote,

their physical functions

conditioning from these potions, they could withstand beatings far better

instructed them in a cold voice, "Take him

at another

this hotel suite had several guest rooms. Otherwise, Gerald would have to suffer and be forced to undergo treatment on

about

he frowned and reprimanded, "What are you doing? Are you trying

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 bantered while

but turn pale as he

to care much. He simply instructed them,

it," answered the