Chapter 216: Chapter 217

Chapter 217 I am a human, not a God.

He can imagine what Corley is like now.

In the past, he might have to be worried to some extent.

Now, Corley will not threaten him at all, and his worries are obviously superfluous.

What’s more, Corley has fallen in love with many women.

Nikita will not accept him even for this reason.

Old Mr. Garrett has just said casually. He has treated those casual words seriously. Just now, he was nervous for a moment.

With the character of Nikita, even if Old Mr. Garrett really wants her to marry Corley, she will also refuse such an absurd requirement.

Thinking of this, Sheehan’s facial expressions become better.

Upstairs.

Corley came out of the room of Corley with an embarrassed face.

“Master.” Quentin felt that he had not completed the task well, he looked at Old Mr. Garrett with a guilty face, “Young master said he would not accept any treatments. I told him that this time we had invited a magical doctor, but he didn’t believe it.

Just now, he lost his temper and smashed things to the floor.”

“Master, Quentin is incompetent and can’t persuade the young master.” Quentin lowered his head and blamed himself.

“Well, I know clearly about my grandson.

How can I blame you?” The crackling sound came from the half-closed door again. Old Mr. Garrett frowned, and then sighed helplessly and angrily, “His temper has become even worse.”

“We can’t blame the young master.” Quentin was driven out of the room by Corley, but he still explained for Corley. “Young master is sad. His hope has been changed into disappointment again and again, and now he is desperate.”

“Young master is sad, so he behaves like this.

He is just venting his pain in this way.”

Old Mr. Garrett sighed again with distress in his eyes.

“Doctor Swift, now you are the only hope of our young master.” Quentin turned his head and looked at Nikita. Suddenly, he knelt on the ground heavily. “Doctor Swift, please cure our young master. I kowtow to you!”

Finishing his words, Quentin was going to kowtow towards Nikita heavily.

Before his forehead touched the ground, he was stopped by one hand.

Quentin was stunned, he smelled a very elegant aroma. He raised his head, and found the young girl with a childish appearance retract her hand.

“You don’t have to behave like this.” Her voice is cold and faint, “Whether his legs can be cured depends on his fate.”

If his legs are really broken, no one can cure.

As long as there is a chance, I will try my best to cure him. ”

“You don’t have to expect too much from me either.

I am a human, not a god. ”

Just as she can wake up Old Mr. Lambert.

Old Mr. Lambert’s brain nerves have not been completely damaged, so she has the chance to cure him.

Old Mr. Garrett asked Quentin to get up, he looked at Nikita and sighed: “Niky, you can try your best.

I will give you what you want no matter you can cure him or not.”

Nikita nodded.

“Then I’ll enter with you.”

“No.” Nikita stretched out her hand and pushed the door. “I’ll just go in alone.”

Finishing her words, a vase flew towards her.

Old Mr. Garrett’s facial expression changed, he hasn’t reacted. Sheehan, who was standing behind him, stepped forward to stretch out his hand to pull Nikita behind him.

The girl stood where she was without moving.

At the moment when the vase was about to hit her face, she used her hand to catch the blue and white porcelain antique vase directly.