The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jim Loggins' grandfather was the famous Abel Loggins, but Jim was addressing Frank as grandmaster?!

Cid rubbed his temples as he felt thoroughly astonished by Frank's status.

"Get to the room down the hallway and the room upstairs."

Frank was pointing Jim where to go. "I stitched them up with pure vigor, and that takes centuries-old natural wonders to maintain it. The one in the room down the hallway is named Lauren Floss-I'll foot the bill for any medical fees, but the Sturgeons will pay for the patient upstairs."

Jim flinched at the way Frank described something so horrific and appeared even more humble just then.

At the same time, his imagination was running wild.

First and foremost, he had definitely heard Frank saying that he had stitched up incisions with pure vigor. Was that really possible? Did that not make Draconian traditional medicine even more ridiculous?

And to maintain the pure vigor with century-old herbs and have the incisions heal in a week?

simply ridiculous

at Jim as he stood there, spacing out. "Hey,

right. I'll get it done

Apothecary staff he brought along,

presume?" Jim asked, whipping out a bill on all charges and

insight, he could at least see

for everything Loggins Apothecary will charge for this in-house call, though this is the initial payment. Subsequent charges

flinched when he

"W-What..."

stared at

that I'm owed for saving your son. Naturally, you can watch him die instead if you refuse

"O-Okay..."

could not argue as