My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 518

Casey lowered his head slowly, not daring to say a word. His face went pale.

The aura this young man exuded was several times stronger than what his father had imposed on him.

This young man was his father’s grandmaster, the junior martial brother of Thomas King.

He was the apprentice of Master Calcraft of Tili Mountain, a figure who was almost deified.

“Grandmaster, please calm down… I’ll deal with my son properly when I get back,” Brian said with a forced smile.

Nash hung up the phone and continued to administer dry-needling to the young patient.

“Great-grandmaster, I’ll take my leave for now!”

Casey said, putting his hands on his chest and lowering his stature before carrying his medicine box and leaving the clinic.

It was not until he stepped out of the clinic that he let out a long sigh of relief.

He felt significantly lighter.

He had heard his father mention his grandmaster before, but he had never dared to inquire further or investigate someone of this caliber.

in his early 20s who happened to be proficient in

studied for over 40 years but could only use the

that this person’s medical skills were superior to his

had he achieved this level at such a young

clinic, everyone

changed. Their eyes were filled with admiration, fanaticism,

have imagined that this man was the martial grandmaster

concentrated on administering

with true energy through the 14 golden

clot inside the patient’s skull was slowly dispersed through the meridians and transformed into mist, flowing out from between the

the emergency room of the People’s Hospital, Queenie was squatting

forth with his hands behind his back.

them, every minute and

a group of bodyguards, approached

did

the family, Kai was still his

rushed over immediately and instructed George to investigate the traffic

to the traffic department’s inspection, the braking system of the vehicle that caused the accident had failed. Mr. Kai’s

turned cold. “Could there be such a coincidence? Have they checked the background of the driver? His communication records and