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

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

that's Ferdy Zeller-he's a little famous, and I had to poach him from the south. He's

be nice to his

something to teach them, but now was absolutely convinced that Frank was just a nobody and was absolutely ready to mock Frank. "You're the one who

heat condition, and you'd still prescribe her hot medicine? Are you trying to

for a moment, before he bellowed back at Frank, "Which hole did you crawl out of?! Every sign

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