They took his house, seized his inheritance, and laughed at him for being a good-for-nothing. Then, after an accident at the steel mill, he caught a severed limb with his bare hands. When a powerful leader was on the brink of death, he used a silver needle to decide whether the man lived or died. As the beasts of the courtyard knelt outside the infirmary, Wang Weidong wiped down his scalpel. “No rush. Line up and wait your turn. I’ll ‘treat’ you one by one.”
