Chapter 961
Frank soon arrived at the back and stepped inside a detached house to meet the patient from an illustrious family.
He soon saw that the patient-who was sipping tea leisurely at the guest room-was a familiar face.
“It’s really been a while, Mr. Lawrence.” Gus Zeller nodded in greeting.
The man was with Willy Sorano when they attacked the Southstream Lanes, and he was now stroking his beard while smiling at Frank. “I’m surprised you’ve come all this way to Morhen. May I ask what the purpose of your trip is?”
Though his attitude was a stark contrast to when they first met, Frank shook his head. “Just a little personal errand.”
Then, turning toward Abel, Frank asked quietly, “Could this be the patient you mentioned?
“Yes.” Abel nodded and smiled, seeing that they were already acquainted. “I guess this is what they call fate.”
Frank said nothing he actually had a bad impression of Gus since he was a member of the Sorano family.
Both the sons of the Soranos’ leader, be it Hubert Sorano or Willy Sorano, were endlessly pompous and always abusing their statuses as his heirs. To be frank, Frank did not want to help Gus either.
Seeing that Frank was quiet, Abel presumed that he was hesitant because of Gus’ condition and promptly explained, “Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Zeller said that he sustained this condition three years ago at South Sea. It’s now relapsing, causing a buildup of excess vigor on his chest and causing a lot of pain.
“Moreover, if your treatment is successful, Mr. Zeller will be paying you a commission, in addition to Loggins Apothecary’s standard payment for consultation.”
“Really?” Frank was surprised… Not about payment being made by either parties, but the reason Gus was taken ill.
Three years ago, at South Sea…
Still, Frank stayed impassive despite his surprise and nodded.
“In that case, I’ll try my best,” he said, walking toward Gus while waving Abel off. “Leave us.”
“Okay.” Abel quickly bowed his head and left in a beat.
Though it was his own turf, he somehow was not upset that he was chased out.
When he stepped out and saw his grandson, he was smiling at Jim. “So? That woman and her daughter returned, didn’t they?”
“How’d you know?” Jim did a double take and sighed. “I can’t even begin to understand Mr. Lawrence’s wisdom medicine-it’s too much for me, and it’s clear I’m the ignorant one. I finally understand why you hold him in such high esteem, Grandpa.”
“Oh, as long as you get it.”
Abel chuckled, clapping him on the shoulder as he saw that his grandson was won over.
He had Jim stay with Frank just so that he could see Frank’s methods for himself. Otherwise, whatever he said would not ever convince Jim of the true might of Draconian traditional medicine.
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Meanwhile, inside the guest room, Gus glanced at Frank and chuckled. “Why so serious? Have a seat.”
“I’ll stand,” Frank said quietly, shaking his head. “I have some questions for you that concern yor condition. Please do not lie.”
