Frank really despised oblivious people who kept running their mouths while he was trying to save one.

It:

was certainly not helpful for the ice–cold mind a healer needed.

The burly man would retort, but Frank’s icy glare left him flinching, with a chill running down his spine.

He promptly withdrew the words on the tip of his tongue as well, even though he was a veteran member of the reigning gang of East City.

He just had the feeling that Frank was not bluffing–if he really breathed another word, Frank would really kill him.

Meanwhile, since the burly man stopped talking, Frank turned and drew out the silver needles brought to him.

of the patient’s head before inserting over

his entire palm over the man’s navel, reversing the flow of vigor, jolting the man awake, and making

impressed that Frank saved

pale in comparison to

Are you okay? How are you feeling?” The burly man hurried to the patient’s

Stinson–waved him off,

at Janet when he saw her. “You really are Dan Zimmer’s granddaughter… I would’ve died if not for you.” Janet smiled and shook her head–she was not the one who saved Kurt, and she was not about to claim credit for

first place, but Mr. Lawrence was wise and found the precise cause. It was also his

young–he had never heard of a young man with such profound medicinal skills after reigning in

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