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No wonder Lolo followed Glenn here.
Lolo continued, "The Yale family is mainly engaged in the automotive industry. Not only Maserati but the Yale family
is also involved in other imported and domestic cars. Every core member of the Yale family is in charge of one
company. My uncle, Glenn, is in charge of Maserati."
"I see... The Yale family specializes in selling cars." Zander remarked.
Lola nodded with a smile before saying, "With my uncle handling your car's procedures, you have nothing to worry
about. The car will be delivered to your hotel with its license plate in a day at most. My uncle's ability to get things
done is beyond question."
"I trust the Yale family." Sean chimed in and nodded with a smile.
Then Lola changed the subject and brought up her grandfather's illness.
"Dr. Lennon, are you free? Would you like to come with me to Yale Residence if you have time? My grandpa has
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrecovered, but he has been sleepy these days. I want you to examine him." Lola asked tentatively.
Sean had nothing to do next, so he agreed immediately. Therefore, he and Zander got into Lola’s Porsche and
arrived at Yale Residence in less than 20 minutes.
***
The living room in Yale Residence’s main building.
The former head of the Yale family, Cedric, sat in his chair with a tired look. Sean was beside him, taking his pulse.
Sherman did not come today, but Clinton looked on. He looked like he was watching and learning from Sean's
treatment of Cedric.
"How is my grandpa?" Lola could not help but ask.
"Don't rush me. Taking pulses isn't easy to do. Don't give trouble to Dr. Lennon." Clinton spoke solemnly to Lola,
raising his hand and tapping her on the head.
Lola looked at Clinton with an odd look.
Clinton had repeatedly given Sean trouble and even hired people to mess with Sean, but Clinton had now become
Dr. Lennon's loyal fan and defended him more than she did.
After a long time, Sean slowly released his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with Old Master Yale. He’s only easily tired because he just recovered from a
long illness and has poor health. It's a symptom that a lot of elders experience," Sean turned to Lola and Clinton
and said.
Lola immediately asked, "How should we treat my grandpa? How do we get him back on his feet as soon as
possible?"
"That's easy. Just feed him some nourishing medicine. I will give you a prescription, and you can fill it. You will see
significant results after Old Master Yale takes the drug for three or four days," Sean said seriously before picking up
a pen and paper on the table and writing down the prescription.
Then Sean handed the written prescription to Lola, who reached out to take it. However, someone snatched it away
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbefore she could get it.
The prescription was snatched by none other than Clinton. Clinton held the prescription and looked at it carefully,
muttering.
After some time, he said excitedly, "The various dosages in this prescription are just right. The amount is perfect!
Dr. Lennon, you’ve improved your medical skills again!"
Sean froze slightly, not expecting Clinton to react like that. He respected him to such an extent now.
"You’re too kind, Mr. Yale..." Sean said flatly.
Clinton immediately grabbed the prescription and turned to Lola, saying, "Lola, stay here with Grandpa and Dr.
Lennon while I get the prescription."
"Then you..."
Before Lola could finish speaking, Clinton hurried out of the living room and disappeared into the spacious
courtyard.
Lola burst into laughter before turning to look at Sean. Old Master Yale rubbed his eyes and turned to look at Sean.
"Are you Dr. Lennon? Are you the one who cured my Cold Syndrome?" Old Master Yale asked slowly.
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