Under normal circumstances, most of the people like Scarface's group who barely survived the storm of bullets would have died within a day or two from the severity of their injuries.
But this time was different. Charlie's sister was willing to save them at any cost, and the Federation's top medical team and technology soon demonstrated their value.
Under millions in medical expenses, all four of them actually survived. It was practically a medical miracle! Even divided among them, the cost came to at least two or three hundred thousand each, not including the ongoing maintenance expenses.
This fully demonstrated the value of money through facts. Some people said money couldn't buy life. Perhaps at this moment, Scarface and the others, along with Charlie's sister, could look at them with mocking smiles.
They didn't need to say anything. Just looking at them was enough to make those people feel embarrassed.
Yes, money could buy life.
Only when people faced such a day could they realize that money might not be able to change the irreversible process by which living things inevitably aged and died, but it could maximize the amount of extra time you lived beyond normal circumstances.
Money could even buy love. Just look at the young women and men beside those wealthy people. Why did they think those people had fallen in love with someone older?
Because of money?
No, it was because of love—simple love! True love!
Money wasn't omnipotent, but it was no longer far from being so.
This "attack" seemed to have come to an end with the attackers' deaths and arrests.
In fact, the opposite was true. The Federal Government had begun tracing the masterminds behind the attack, making the twenty-four diplomats attending the talks tense once again.
Over the past two days, another