The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

There was unwavering confidence all over Frank’s face. “That’s not all, Mr.

Simmons. You would wake up every morning with sore muscles and enfeebled limbs.” Gerald inhaled deeply and looked solemnly at Frank. “How’d you know?” The brat had yet to examine him in any way–did Vicky tell him about his symptoms earlier?

“It’s all written on your face, Mr. Simmons,” Frank said flatly.

Geral snorted. “My face? Then tell me, what is my affliction?” “A coronary artery disease,” Frank said bluntly. “If it’s a serious case, I estimate that your condition will worsen in three days, so you should seek treatment as soon as possible.” The hall was left quiet for a moment by those words before everyone started laughing out loud.

Vicky narrowed her eyes in turn–did Frank make a mistake? That should not be!

Just then, the head of Riverton’s Skyblade Dojo beckoned at Frank and chuckled. “Vicky told you about Mr. Simmons‘ condition earlier, didn’t she? You have the symptoms right, but you never mentioned the cause.” Beside him, Gerald shook his head in disdain. “My kidney’s the problem, brat, and you’re saying that it’s my heart? You’re wrong by a country mile, so you really should go back to school!” Frank worked his mind furiously then–it was clearly a coronary artery disease caused by built–up fatigue. The kidney condition was merely a complication, and if his hunch was right, Gerald had been injured in the lungs before.

one who had examined him merely checked the surface conditions, not the

I ask who diagnosed you?”

did.” Dan

should re–examine Mr. Simmons here,” Frank said, showing him some degree of respect since they were fellow men

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part was already the most nicety he

in turn. “Never call me again for something like this, Vicky.” He was exceedingly disappointed in Frank and was even more surprised that

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