The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

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 twenty across the rest of the patient’s body, making

over the man’s navel, reversing the flow of vigor, jolting the man awake, and making him

impressed that Frank saved a dying man

medicinal prowess would not pale in comparison to

man hurried to the patient’s side, his jaw

Stinson–waved him off, gesturing

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

failed to diagnose you correctly in the first place, but Mr. Lawrence was wise and found the precise cause. It was also his treatment that saved you.” Kurt did a

certainly surprised to find that Frank was so young–he had never heard of a young man