Sherman looked unassuming in casual attire, while his older brother, Clinton, wore a white lab coat, a typical doctor outfit.

Fiona could smell the medicine coming from him from a distance.

“It’s you!” Clinton looked blankly at Fiona and Morine as they walked in before frowning deeply.

“Lola, why did you bring him here?” Clinton turned to look at his sister Lola and asked angrily.

Lola knew Clinton would be angry because she already knew her brother was humiliated by Fiona.

She quickly said, “Clinton, Sherman told me to get Dr. Boneng.”

Lola immediately blamed Sherman.

instantly turned to glare

illness matters the most. We shouldn’t give up even a sliver of hope for a cure. It’s why I

down slightly after hearing Sherman. However, he was still

Grandpa, of course. But

Clinton. “Really? You haven’t started treatment since this morning. You’re not

down as he spoke

was close with his eldest brother, Clinton. Whenever they had a problem, he was usually the first to budge. However, these were minor issues, and none of

was a big deal and a matter of principle. They could not push the hope of curing

I’m just making preparations!

a coma. How long do you need to prepare? Won’t it be too late when you’re only ready when your grandpa is dead?” Sherman snapped

of the living room and brought over her mother, Sherleen, in less than two

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