NovelEnglishChapter 527: Buwas well aware of the crisis Marissa referred to, as she had explained it to him in detail moments ago. Originally, Brian, a medical prodigy, had treated him.
To date, no one in Blebert had matched Brian's expertise in medicine. Brian had disappeared many years ago, and Budoubted he could find another doctor of his caliber.
After sthought, he remembered Riss, who was as renowned as Brian. Rumors suggested that Riss had achieved significant advancements in both the medical and pharmaceutical fields, even surpassing Brian.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBuasked, "Can the legendary Dr. Riss cure my illness?" "Absolutely," Marissa responded.
Her assurance eased Connor slightly. Marissa was Riss. If she had responded negatively, it would have meant there was no hope for Burnet.
Bualso felt relieved and turned to Connor. "I heard you've engaged Dr. Riss for your brother's treatment. Could you introduceto her as well?" Connor instinctively glanced at Marissa, unsure if he should make decisions for her. Noticing this, Busuddenly remembered that Marissa was actually Riss' outer disciple. So, he assumed Marissa would have more insights about Riss.
Thus, he followed Connor's gaze and asked, “Miss Nash, could you introduceto Dr. Riss?" "Of course, I can introduce you," Marissa replied, "but you're short on time." "What do you mean?" Buasked, his brow furrowing.
"The measures I've taken will only relieve your symptoms for an hour,” Marissa explained. "In an hour, your asthma will flare up again. Dr. Riss is currently overseas. Even if she agrees to come, it would be too late. Not even Dr. Riss can save you from the brink of death." Marissa shrugged with a smile. “Mr. Hoffman, you're quite unfortunate." Burnet's worry deepened. Connor raised his eyebrows knowingly. If he hadn't known Marissa was Riss, he would have believed her. From what she told Burnet, he suspected she might be scheming something.
What a liar! How could she spin such believable tales? Impressive! Buwas oblivious to Connor's thoughts. After a moment of consideration, he earnestly asked, “Miss Nash, is there another possible solution?" Marissa nearly laughed but composed herself. She continued misleading Burnet. “There is one option, though it might not work. Mr. Hoffman, please call Xander to prepare for your funeral.
Just a friendly tip: tell him to bring a lawyer who can quickly draft, notarize, and legalize your will. Given your extensive business and numerous relatives, without a will, there might be a scramble for your assets after your passing." Connor's lips twitched. He couldn't just sit by and watch Marissa deceive his friend, yet he also couldn't call her out. So, he returned to his desk and continued reading his documents.
Marissa's advice seemed harsh, but to Burnet, it sounded logical. If he really only had an hour left, he needed to act. As the family patriarch, the absence of a will could leave his family in chaos.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStill, something inside him questioned Marissa's reliability. Yet, Marissa had diagnosed his asthma as a congenital condition, confirming her medical expertise.
So, he felt compelled to trust her advice. After all, this was a matter of this was life and death; it was better to prepare for the worst.
He knew of Tiffany's reputation for being unpredictable. Sometimes she lied, and other times she was truthful. It was hard to know if she was being honest now.
But he chose to trust her-life was at stake. What if she was right? Ignoring her could put his life at risk. After a brief pause, he asked, "Why might it not work?" Marissa began to explain, using technical terms, "The procedure will go like this:..."
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