Claude's voice turned sinisterly cold, and he punched the wall as he chuckled coolly. "You have half an hour, Lydia. If you don't show up at Zamri Hospital, your father and his hospital bed would be thrown out. Just watch!"

Beep...

Lydia was at once terrified and anxious as Claude hung up on her.

If she really did not go to the hospital, Claude might really come good on his threat!

Still, just as Lydia rushed to the hospital, Frank was just stepping out of Winter's office.

He had come to check up on her, as well as offering her and Abel Loggins some insight on unusual medical cases and atypical illness.

Staying holed up at Zamri Hospital had been rewarding for Abel, and he was once again rejoicing that he was right in choosing Frank as his mentor.

The man was young, but his knowledge, skill, and experience were far beyond his years.

In fact, he was even brazenly asking Frank if he could practice martial arts despite his age.

a combination of pure vigor, honed

glanced at him

Abel train in martial arts would just kill him-the man was so old he could break his hip throwing

Abel disappointed, but he was

ask another question, Frank

"Frank?"

"Master Lawrence?"

Abel stared at Frank in curiosity, and followed his gaze to find a young woman in a

you know her?" Winter

guess." Frank rubbed his

with the follow-up paperwork. What was she doing here, looking so flustered

Frank led Abel and

a ward, and Frank scowled as soon as he heard a familiar laughter before

other than Claude, whom he

had a finger under Lydia's chin and smiled

snapped angrily, cringing as

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