The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The middle-aged man sighed as he continued. "You know that he's put under conservative treatment, and he's taking his prescriptions as instructed. But you know all it does is delay the inevitable... He won't be able to hold it together eventually."

He was choking with tears but quickly calmed down thanks to resilience built over four decades. In fact, he almost looked like he was just speaking about the weather, and he showed no hint of misery at all.

"Right. We can't really pin our hopes on that..." Laura sighed as well.

Troy stepped up right then, intent on sabotaging Frank as he smiled. "But don't worry I've brought you a miracle worker. He'd definitely cure your father!"

"A miracle worker?"

The middle-aged man frowned. "You're kidding. The only way to save my dad is with a transplant."

He might be old and a villager, but that did not mean he was ignorant.

And having often accompanied his father to the hospital, he had gained the necessary knowledge to understand what organ failure meant.

Nonetheless, Troy kept smiling at him gleefully. "Who's kidding? Go on, Dr. Layton. Introduce the miracle worker you've brought!"

Laura rolled her eyes and said, "I understand that you're skeptical, but I was too! However, it's no lie that I saw this man cure a patient without even touching him, so rest assured that there's hope for your father!"

saying, he trusted her

misheard. "You're really

said nothing—that man would not know trust in this life, because no one had ever

the west wall, which the

here. I hope you don't mind!" he exclaimed

old man lying in

be blind, as he could hear them but

ready to get up, Laura hurried to him. "Sir, it's me,

"Oh, Dr. Layton!"

old man thought highly of Laura and said, "Quick, boy. Fetch a chicken-be a proper

Troy walked up and

chuckled. "Save

the trouble, old man. We're here to

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he can treat your organ failure

using anything. You're certain.

luck!"

"That's a familiar voice, but