After Ninth Sister-in-law closed the door, Feng Jun finally spoke. "I just gave you an injection and pulled you back from the brink. I'll give you another one tomorrow, and the poison will be dealt with. As for your other injuries, recover from them slowly yourself."
"Everything else is manageable," Brother Jiu said vaguely. "It's just this poison—it's been torturing me. Thank you for saving me... I'd already prepared myself not to wake up again."
"Not wake up? Were you planning to skip out on your debt?" Feng Jun chuckled. "My debts aren't so easy to dodge."
Brother Jiu could tell it was a joke, but he still explained, "I've already told the president. If I die, then after the war ends, if someone comes to the Chen Clan Kinship Association to collect the debt, they can sell all my assets to repay it."
Brother Jiu currently owed Feng Jun only one million tons of Energy Stone, while his assets were worth nowhere near that much.
Of course, that was based on current prices. If Xingzheng Star held out against the Insect Race's siege, everyone's assets would rebound sharply. Land here was cheap, but the distribution of cities was fixed. Plots in major cities would naturally become far more valuable.
With just his metal recycling company and the land beneath that hospital, Brother Jiu could more or less repay the million-ton Energy Stone debt. If the Insect Race stayed far away after suffering severe losses, prices doubling again was not impossible.
As for Xingzheng Star possibly falling... if it had already fallen and everyone was dead, what debt was there left to discuss?
"Wanting to die? It won't be that easy," Feng Jun snorted. "Do you know how much those two injections are worth?"
"I really don't," Brother Jiu said