Chapter 349: We Don't Need to Handle It?

"Doctor, how is my son?" Qin Aotian asked in an icy tone.

"I'm sorry, the condition of the second young master is even worse than that of the eldest. I'm afraid he may not be able to preserve his male characteristics?" a middle-aged doctor wearing glasses said nervously, glancing at the pale-faced Qin Haitian lying on the adjacent hospital bed.

"Bastard, what do you mean he can't preserve his male characteristics?"

Qin Aotian grabbed the doctor by the collar, his teeth clenched as he roared.

"It, it means we must remove them, like an ancient eunuch, in order to save the second young master's life," stammered the doctor.

"Damn it, who is the bastard that did this to my brother?" Qin Haitian stood up and roared angrily, yet, for some unknown reason, he felt a slight relief:

Though I'm rendered incapable as a man, at least my parts are still intact. I never thought my brother would have to be castrated; this is truly tragic.