NovelEnglishChapter 222: "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Paul suddenly erupted into laughter Elvis and the men in black waiting outside were taken aback. Their boss had never displayed such amusement before! Paul had always been reserved; wealth and power were mere trifles to him, met with only a faint smile. Who would have guessed that today he'd find such amusement in a young girl? Soon, his laughter turned into coughs, leaving him breathless Marissa swiftly handed him a glass of water. After taking a few sips, Paul eventually composed himself, refraining from laughter, though a smile remained on his lips "You, young lady, have a way with words. One moment, you could makecough up blood. The next, you havelaughing so hard I cough. Truly remarkable!" "It's not me; it's your lack of composure," Marissa teased. “At your age, one would expect you to be indifferent to both praise and criticism. Yet, a harsh word makes you furious, while a flattering one has you laughing foolishly. You still have much to learn in your journey of self-cultivation." Explore more chapters on gVl"Ha..." Paul chuckled softly. "People say I'm fearsome, that everyone trembles in my presence. Yet here you are, acting so boldly at our first meeting. Aren't you afraid?" Marissa paused, surprised. Despite Paul's reputation, she felt no fear. Instead, she felt a strange connection, speaking to him freely Seeing Paul reminded her of her mentor, Zyair. They were both formidable, yet their demeanors differed greatly. Zyair lived a carefree life, indulging in life's pleasures. Healthy and jovial, he embraced life. But Paul seemed fragile, tormented by illness. For sinexplicable reason, she felt a profound sympathy for him upon their first meeting and had a strong desire to utilize her abilities to alleviate his suffering. Of course, these sentiments remained her secret, something she couldn't disclose to anyone else Choosing to maintain a playful demeanor, Marissa responded to Paul's question, "I'm a doctor, and you're the patient. How could a doctor possibly fear a patient? It's usually the patient who's afraid of the doctor, isn't it?" Paul nodded in agreement with a smile. “Yes, indeed! Now I find myself afraid of you, a sharp-tongued young woman. Who knows, you might secretly poison me!" he joked, laughter filling the room. As they conversed further, their familiarity grew, and the atmosphere lightened Marissa proceeded to check Paul's pulse once more, examining his eyes, tongue, and asking for a stethoscope to listen to his internal organs After careful consideration, she delivered her assessment. “Following a thorough examination, the findings align with my initial assessment. I can treat your illness, but it will require tsince you've been ill for quite a long time. Recovery, naturally, will be a gradual process." Paul's eyes gleamed with hope at this news. Lengthy treatment was preferable to counting down the days to his demise "What exactly is afflicting me?” he asked
Though he had consulted numerous doctors, none had provided a definitive diagnosis, merely noting his organs' steady decline. One recent prognosis even estimated he had just E three months to live. Marissa explained, "Your organ failure isn't primarily due to physical ailments but rather psychological factors-accumulated sorrow deeply embedded within you manifesting as illness."
Locking eyes with Paul, she continued, "Mr. Alvarado, for recovery, you must open your heart." At this, Raul's demeanor shifted Atthis, abruptly from jovial to stern, a fleeting glimpse of hostility crossing his expression as he fixed his gaze on Marissa
In a low voice, he demanded, "Who are you?" The context is orf novelenglish.net!
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