The old man's family did not compare to the Ingrams or the Jarics?

And judging from his pulse, the old man was no martial artist but just a little stronger than the average man. Frank mused if he could be mistaken just then and that Jason's benefactor was not the one he was looking for. Still, he said, "Step out for a moment. I'll try to save him!"

"Alright, let's go!"

The old man's son promptly beckoned at his friends and family to leave.

Ten minutes later, Frank stepped outside as well and told Tigris to bring some pen and paper, writing down a prescription.

"Just stick to this-remember, three times a day before meals," he told the old man's son. "He'll fully recover in just five days." "What?!" The old man's son was dumbfounded.

He was hoping that his father would die sooner, but he needed some doctors to declare that his father was beyond saving. And yet, this half-baked pretty boy did it anyway!

"Are you kidding?" he asked, even as the rest of his family and friends flocked around him.

The old man is definitely alive," Tigris

"We'll see!"

ward

but his vitals-which were failing

illness, but the

to Jason's room, where Jason quickly asked, "How did

worry!" Tigris exclaimed. "Mr. Frankton never misses! Your

of relief-he actually did not hold out

saved my mentor, I'll give you anything

want or need. I'd

beckoning for Frank to sit by

use my ID to get a proper job becaused was worried that those loan sharks would find me. But one day, my mentor came to me

is it?" Frank asked,

told me to deliver a parcel to a man named

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