NovelEnglishThe 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"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 apanied his father to the hospital, he had gained the necessary knowledge to understand whatan failure meant.
Nheless, 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!" While the middle-aged man was skeptical about what Laura was saying, he trusted her character. "If you put it that way... Pleasee in!" Troy thought he misheard. "You're really letting him help your father?" The middle-aged man smiled but said nothing-that man would not know trust in this life, because no one had ever trusted him! They headed into thepound and saw the concrete beneath the west wall, which the middle-aged man must have been repairing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's a mess in here. I hope you don't mind!" he exclaimed as he ushered them into the hut.
Inside, Frank could see an old man lying in bed through the dull glow.
He appeared to be blind, as he could hear them but could not see who they were. "Who is it, boy?" As he was ready to get up, Laura hurried to him. "Sir, it's me, Dr. Layton. I'vee to visit!" "Oh, Dr. Layton!" Like his son, the old man thought highly of Laura and said, "Quick, boy. Fetch a chicken-be a proper host to the lady!" Troy walked up and chuckled. "Save yourself the trouble, old man. We're here to provide you a free et service this miracle here says he can treat youran failure without using anything. You're certainly in luck!" UMS However, the old man was frowning. "That's a familiar voice, but who's this?" The middle-aged man snorted indignantly. "Who else would it It's Troy Layton, the hospital's incorruptible department chief!" "What?!" The old man was at once furious, bellowing, "Out! Get out of my house right now! You're not wee here!" Troy was certainly annoyed. "Are you crazy?! I traveled all the way here to help you, and you're not even grateful?!" "Hah!" The old man snorted. "Any idiot can tell that Dr. Layton was the one who brought him here. What else have you ever done other than demanding money? I may fear ou in the hospital, but not out here. Get out, or I'll kill you!" He even started to reach for his cane, and Troy stumbled backward in fear.
He turned toward the middle-aged man and shot him a look, as if to tell him to rein in his father.
However, the middle-aged man simply shrugged and smirked. "You deserve it!" Privacy
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