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.

around. The old man is definitely

"We'll see!"

charged into the old man's ward

consciousness, but his vitals-which were

but the brat

Jason's room, where Jason quickly asked,

Tigris exclaimed. "Mr. Frankton never

out much hope, but Frank had really

mentor, I'll give you anything you like, brother!" he

his head. "I have nothing I want or need. I'd just like to know

for Frank to sit by

Back when I came out here, I couldn't even 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 and asked me to do something for him, and he told me

is it?" Frank asked, growing

a parcel to a man named Luis

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