The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 13

Graham, please check the Old Master’s pulse first and see if he has been cured.” Hugo said somewhat unhappily as he was upset. “There’s no need to feel the pulse. “If Mr. Lennon couldn’t cure Old Master… “Then no one in the world can cure Old Master.” Greg’s words left Hugo speechless. They also knew how much weight Greg’s words carry! If Sean could not cure him, no one could! That sentence was enough to show the magic of Sean’s medicine skills! “Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Lennon!” Old Master Larson heaved a long sigh and thanked Sean from the bottom of his heart. “It’s nothing.” Sean said lightly, his expression unchanged. “You aren’t completely cured yet. “I have to give you an acupuncture session again two days later.” Sean added after pondering for two seconds. “Okay! I’ll do whatever you say, Mr. Lennon!” Old Master Larson said yes. He did everything Sean said. … Quinn Residence. Homer left the Quinn Residence after dropping Sean off himself. He did not even enter the door. Sean was pushed into the room by Willow, where she started questioning him. “I went to cure Old Master Larson.” Sean had nothing to hide from Willow. “Ha, you’re lying. “Sean, how come I didn’t realize you were a liar?” Willow did not believe Sean was any good at medicine. Sean had no choice but kept quiet. “If you’re indeed a doctor, why don’t you fix your own legs?” Willow asked, her tone relaxing a bit when she saw that Sean was silent. “I’ll be on my feet in no time. “Someone set me up, causing most of my bodily functions to be damaged. “So I need some time to recover.” Sean said as he slowly looked up at Willow. “But you’ve been recovering for two years. “You know what? I’ve found countless doctors for you in the last two years. “They can’t do anything about your legs.” Willow let out a little sigh, only taking what Sean said as reassurance. “I know.” Sean’s eyes were serious. He had been catatonic for two years, but that did not mean he had no memory of things. He saw and remembered what Willow had done for him. “Forget it. Let’s not talk about it. “You got a little something now that you have friends like Mr. Larson.”  With that said, Willow slowly got up to leave. Once she reached the door, Willow paused again. “Actually, you know what? I hoped you never regain your senses. “Because then you won’t be hurt and upset by those ridiculing you. “And I’d have a reason to keep