Chapter 615

Perseus frowned, "Why don't you just bear with it?" Jacob gritted his teeth in anger, fire blazing in his eyes. "Quick, give me the anesthesia! I'll pay for it! How much is it?" Perseus stayed quiet, merely raising a finger up. "Ten thousand dollars?" Perseus corrected him, saying, "No, ten thousand Ebrean dollars!" Jacob gave Alfred a look, shouting, "Give it to him!" Alfred was a little annoyed. He was a doctor treating Jacob for free, yet, at the moment, he even had to use his own money for Jacob's sake? Alfred reluctantly handed the money over. He said, "Mr. Knowles, you have to pay me back. I'm not from a rich family like you." Perseus took the payment over and passed it to Clarrisa, who was watching the entire scene unfold. Narrowing his eyes at her, he said, "Go and get some anesthesia for Mr. Knowles." "Alright, hold on." She knew what he was insinuating—she loved messing with people the most! After forking out some money, Jacob felt that he had the right