Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Without another word, Francesca limped over and examined Danrique’s wound. “You’ve been poisoned,” she said without a hint of doubt.

“Duh,” George scoffed. “That’s what I said.”

Francesca’s slender hand brushed against Danrique’s back before landing on his waist injury. Upon taking a closer look, she then came to a conclusion.

“Your wound’s already inflamed, but I can still see that it was caused by a snake bite. It’s not just any ordinary snake either; it’s one that’s been biochemically refined by having its venom merged with other microbes, which makes its venom different from usual.”

Sean’s expression turned grave. “How can you tell?”

Danrique’s eyes narrowed. No one except for Sean and a few other confidants was supposed to know this.

“Can you tell, Dr. Henderson?”

Instead of answering Sean, Francesca turned to George with a raised brow.

“I…” There was evidently a look of panic in George’s eyes.

“In modern medicine, attempting to treat this will cause just as much damage to the body. You’ll have to rely on traditional medicine instead,” Francesca deduced. “Whether you believe me or not, that’s up to you.”

she started

dumbfounded but

she says, Mr. Lindberg,” George remarked in exasperation. “I’ve never

wouldn’t say that,” Sean refuted calmly. “After searching for numerous well-known doctors for the past few days, I came to learn about a Chanaean

talking about the miracle doctor known as Francesco?” George asked anxiously. “I’ve met his mentor once, but the old man is so mysterious that no one ever really knows

rolled her eyes as she heard that. Who

assured. “It’s just that modern medicine does require the use of some equipment, so we’ll have to

Suddenly, Danrique spoke. “You.”

the door stopped in her

asked, cutting

answered firmly. “But I’ll require

will it

that part of your body, it’ll

“Uhh…”

that removing part of one’s body was required for treatment. On top of that, he couldn’t

the nurse broke out

object. “This is pure nonsense, Mr.