FreeNovelChapter 949
There was no telling if Charis was attempting to console herself or her grandfather. She said softly, "Don't give up, Grandpa. You must give it a try if
there's a chance...
“I heard from Mr. Lane that Mr. Yarde is exceptionally skilled in healing than the legendary most skilled doctor in our country."
Charis’ grandfather was rendered speechless, as if he was at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. "Silly girl, more skilled than the legendary most skilled
doctor in our country? Mr. Lane is really good at bluffing, huh? Sure, take him into the room and showwho he is."
Charis turned around anxiously and looked at Kayson with a hopeful gaze. She sought employment in Omnicare Drugstore immediately after graduating
from university because one of her goals was to stand a chance at meeting skilled doctors there.
Otherwise, she would have a brighter future working elsewhere than in a drugstore in view of her being a graduate of a top-ranked medical university in
the country.
Kayson was the only person that Cayden complimented for being skilled at healing!
Moreover, Cayden described Kayson as being more skilled than our country's legendary, most skilled doctor. When she found out about that, she was so
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She had wanted to speak to Kayson on a few occasions, but she was so nervous that she could not utter a word. After all, she was just a measly cashier.
She was beautiful but only to the level that ordinary men would steal an extra glance. How would a capable
person like Kayson take her seriously if she was nothing but just a beauty?
Hence, she had never felt good or proud of herself just because of her outstanding beauty.
Kayson could not help chuckling after sensing her thirsty, hopeful gaze."
Don’t worry, I'll try my best."
Charis was grateful yet anxious. She said cautiously, "Thank you for taking the trouble to do this, Mr. Yarde. If
you can cure my grandfather, I'll pay you and give you something else as well."
That 'something else’ that she was referring to was herself, naturally.
Kayson did not ponder further and followed Charis into her grandfather's room.
An old man was leaning against the bed, and he appeared to be extremely ill. He looked to be about 60 years old
or so.
However, Kayson discovered that he was severely injured, and his health was deteriorating rapidly. Despite being
about 60 years old, his body was as frail as a 90-year-old dying man.
Charis' grandfather looked at Kayson calmly. He was under the assumption that his granddaughter had brought
ha renowned doctor, yet he did not expect that the doctor was just a young, newbie-looking boy.
He could not help saying with a bitter smile, "Girl, is this the renowned doctor that you mentioned?"
"Grandfather, Dr. Yarde is a highly-skilled doctor for real. Mr. Lane toldthat himself!"
The old man furrowed his eyebrows and sized up Kayson in suspicion." Cayden said so?"
A moment later, he heaved a sigh in his heart and said nonchalantly," Young sir, please help to provide a
consultation. It's fine even if you can’t cure me. | know my state of injury very well.
"However, my granddaughter is filial, and | hope that you won’t swindle her."
He meant it as a warning to Kayson. It would be fine if Kayson could not cure him as long as Kayson could be frank about it.
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However, he would not forgive Kayson if Kayson was obviously incapable of curing him yet made a convincing promise so Kayson could seize the
opportunity to get close to his granddaughter.
Kayson was extremely calm as he said in an unconcerned manner, “Lie down, Mr. Gomez. | can see that you've been injured for quite stime.
“I believe that you haven't been able to sleep well for the past year, right?"
Charis’ grandfather was stunned upon hearing that. Then, he asked in a strange tone, "How can you know that I haven't been able to sleep well for a
year?"
He felt astonished in his heart. ‘Could it be that the boy is truly capable?
‘Otherwise, how could he possibly know about my condition for the past year just by taking a glance?’
Kayson approached the old man to feel his pulse. It was the end of August now and a hot summer. However, the old man was using a thick blanket
despite not being in an air-conditioned room.
Kayson could feel a gust of icy cold presence emanating from Mr. Gomez Sr.’s body, colder than when he was forming his darksoul.
Kayson furrowed his eyebrows deeply and sank deep in thought after he was done feeling the pulse.
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