If Ava really took anything on the list, her condition would deteriorate.

No one could tell what would happen at that point.

Frank crumpled the prescription list right then and threw it into a nearby trash can. "No, you can't let her drink it. It'd just make your daughter's illness worse!"

"What?" Brenda was left stunned.

"Pfft-"

Jim snickered nearby, and pointed at Ava, who was still crying herself hoarse in Brenda's arms, shaking his head and smiling. "Grandpa, that's your mentor? Have you gotten senile? The girl's clearly having a cold with her intermittent coughs and stiffened vessels. And see how she keeps touching her neck? Her throat is affected too-there's no question that it's a cold, and a serious one at that."

"And that man is saying it's a heat condition? That's your mentor, Grandpa? Are you kidding me?" "Huh..." Abel actually

come from?!" A doctor in a lab coat strode up to Frank just then and shoved him. "We don't

the doctor, Jim told Abel under his breath, "Gramps, that's Ferdy Zeller-he's a little famous, and I had to poach him from the south. He's been invited to many medical forums, too... and

damning just to be nice to his grandfather, he was folding his arms

now was absolutely convinced that Frank was just a nobody and was absolutely ready to mock Frank. "You're

suffering from a heat condition, and you'd still prescribe her hot medicine? Are you

himself, stunned for a moment, before he bellowed back at Frank, "Which hole did you crawl out of?! Every sign points to a cold, and you're saying it's a heat condition?! You're just here to cause trouble, aren't

and patients turned toward them and soon

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