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Both Frank and Vicky could tell that Paul was hesitating but not unwilling to sell the drakeroot— it was Sylvia's prompt refusal that surprised them.
"Mrs. Fielden, we didn't come demanding it for free," Vicky quickly said. "Just mention a price, and we will pay."
"No," Sylvia refused again. "Doesn't matter how much you're paying—we're not selling."
She then turned to her husband. "Paul, my cousin needs that drakeroot. Didn't you agree to give it to him?"
Paul nodded. "I did, but Ms. Turnbull needs it too... How about splitting it in half?"
He loved his wife to bits, and would basically agree to anything she asked for.
But with Vicky making a bid for the drakeroot as well, he was in a dilemma since he did not want to offend either party.
Sylvia shook her head repeatedly. "That won't do—the drakeroot is a hundred years old, and it's not perfectly preserved in the first place. Stanley needs the entire herb."
Vicky became flustered, since Paul was obviously a slave to his wife, and Sylvia was clearly not
intending to share.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDid that mean Frida was going to lose her cultivation?
That was when Frank quietly said, "Mrs. Fielden, I know for a fact that the drakeroot is a powerful
healing herb. May I ask what your cousin's condition is? If it's something simple, I can personally treat
him—there's no need to go to the extent of using the drakeroot."
Sylvia simply rolled her eyes at him. "Really? You think you can treat illnesses?"
"Of course," Vicky quickly joined in. "You shouldn't underestimate Mr. Lawrence—he is an
accomplished healer whom even Dan Zimmer admires."
"What? Really?" Paul was astonished that even Dan, the most famous healer of Riverton, deferred to
Frank.
Curious about how good Frank was, he turned to Sylvia. "Dear, you were making frequent trips to the
hospital before, weren't you? Why don't you let Mr. Lawrence take a look at you?"
Sylvia shook her head immediately. "Are you kidding me? A young boy like him wouldn't know a thing
about medicine!"
Most importantly, she had a sexually-transmitted disease and she had not been with Paul much
recently.
Her affair would be exposed if Frank finds out!
"It's fine if you doubt me, Mrs. Fielden." Frank smiled in turn. "But as medicine goes, observation is vital
—there are times when all it takes is just a look to tell what's wrong."
"What? Are you sure?" Paul gasped, his interest piqued.
Sylvia was frowning in turn, unsure if Frank was just boasting or could really do that.
Vicky giggled beside Frank just then. "Go on, Frank—show your chops. Mr. Fielden and his wife are
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmobviously doubting you."
"Have you been feeling weak in your limbs and often wake up in the middle of the night?" Frank asked quietly. "And is there a bloating aching in your belly?"
"H-How'd you know?" Sylvia paled.
"That's amazing, Mr. Lawrence!"
On the other hand, Paul was delighted to see that Frank was really as good as he said! After all, he was the only one who knew about Sylvia's symptoms because they shared a bed!
The fact that Frank could tell just from the look on his wife's face proved that he was special!
Vicky gloated smugly in turn. "Like I said, he's good."
Paul then pressed, "So what's her condition, Mr. Lawrence?"
Frank scratched his head. "It's an STD..."
"STD?"
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