“Mr. Larson, is he cured?” Dr. Ellis carefully asked.

“No.” Matthew shook his head and replied, “This is just the start. I want to force this facial sore back into the internal organs.”

Dr. Ellis felt surprised. “Why does it need to be forced back there?”

Matthew glanced at Timothy and said, “He already has signs of liver cirrhosis, and he has severe kidney deficiency, persistent gastritis and had gastric perforation.

His heart is not in good condition and I estimate that he’ll need a stent in two years. If I can force the facial sore to release its essence in his organs, he will be cured of all his diseases!”

Dr. Ellis turned to look at Dr. York for confirmation. After all, Dr. York was Timothy’s personal doctor so Dr. York knew his medical conditions best.

Dr. York exclaimed in astonishment. “Mr. Larson, you’re absolutely right!”

Dr. Ellis couldn’t help but feel amazed. Even his master couldn’t tell a person’s medical condition just at a glance. After another ten minutes, the facial sore seemed to finally be unable to bear the pain and slowly shrunk backward.

Wayne was overjoyed. “Mr. Larson, is he cured

as he shook his

 

Wayne was

time, Timothy’s stomach was bloated, as if the facial sore wanted to push through his stomach. It struggled desperately and its mouth was wide open. Even though the facial sore couldn’t make any sound, everyone had a feeling that it was

the facial sore. The facial sore continued to struggle for three times before it

with his right hand and lifted him up while his left hand grabbed something that looked like weeds from his

him to the ground. Timothy rolled and struggled desperately on the ground as he roared like a beast, as

is… my husband…” Mrs.

worry, it’s almost

of pain and

nodded and said,

The old illnesses that

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