Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Miranda looked at Clarence in surprise. âDid you just say yes? I thought you were going to demand something in return.â
Clarence laughed and asked, âWhat could I demand?
âBesides, itâs my duty to cure people. Helping you is also helping me.â
Miranda still felt uncomfortable about it.
It had taken her a long time to summon up the courage necessary to ask such a thing of Clarence, whom she had thought would give her a hard time and not say yes so easily.
Unexpectedly, Clarence had said yes without hesitation, leaving Miranda a little frustrated.
There seemed to be something missing in their current relationship. They were too polite to each other.
They knew each other very well yet were far apart.
Miranda shook her head, not wanting to give it any more thought. âThanks for helping me.
âLetâs go. Ms. Lawson and the others are waiting for us at the villa.â
Clarence did not think twice and got into Mirandaâs car. The moment they got into the car, Ceciliaâs red Ferrari just so happened to stop at the other side of the street. She watched as Clarence and Miranda got into the car.
Cecilia paused briefly as she got out of the car, bearing the fruits. Then, she rushed into Thirteen Hall. âMaster Williams!â
âItâs you, Cecilia.â
Master Williams walked out slowly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Cecilia had been assisting him recently, so the two were familiar with each other.
Cecilia asked nervously, âWhy is Clarence out with Miranda?
âDo you know what happened?â
Master Williams nodded. âOf course I do.â
Cecilia asked, âWhat happened?â
Master Williams explained, âWell, one of Mirandaâs business partners is sick, so she came to ask Master Howard for help.
âMaster Howard went with her to cure them.â
Cecilia sighed in relief. âI see. I thought they were getting back together.â
She patted her chest a little nervously. You could see that she really cared about Clarence.
Master Williams smiled and shook his head. âJust follow them if youâre worried.â
âYes, Iâll follow them.â Cecilia nodded, put down the fruits, and ran out of Thirteen Hall.
Master Williams smiled as he watched Cecilia run out of Thirteen Hall. âThereâs just so much hassle when it comes to the romance of youngsters.â
Miranda sped off in her BMW. The dashboard displayed that they were already going over a hundred yards a second. Clarence sat in the passenger seat as the car rushed down the three ring roads and out of the city, before finally stopping at the Lawson familyâs new villa on the outskirts of the city.
Miranda got out of the BMW after stopping it in front of a black iron gate. âThis is it.â
âCome on. Letâs go in first,â said Miranda.
âOkay.â
Clarence nodded quietly and followed her into the villa.
An old butler was already waiting at the door, but instead of taking Clarence to meet the client as Miranda had said would happen, he took them straight to a room.
The room was large and smelled of both traditional and modern medicine.
In the bed in the middle of the room lay a patient with tubes all over him and a ventilator hooked to his mouth.
Next to him were various precise devices, all working in an orderly fashion.
Several doctors in white coats stood around him. They stood watch for the 24 hours of the day. They all got up and looked at Clarence and the others as Clarence walked in.
The old butler pointed to the patient on the bed. âThis is our old master. Can you cure him?â
Clarence raised his eyebrows and looked over at the bed.
The man in the bed was already terminally ill. The only âenergyâ he had left was between his eyebrows, on each side of his shoulders, and in his chest.
A total of four energies!
The average freshly dead body had three energies between the eyebrows and on the shoulders.
There were a dozen energies in the average person.
The old man only had four energies left, which meant he was not far from death.
Clarence frowned and said, âItâs bad!
âSpleen failure, kidney failure, liver failure, and heart failure.
âMuscle atrophy and neurodegeneration!
âOsteoporosis, femoral head necrosis, severe rheumatism, gunshot wounds, knife wounds, and a history of tetanus.
âAnd he has had bypass surgery and a craniotomy before.
âHeâs also had surgery done on his bronchus, eyes, ears, even reproductive system.
âHis condition is deteriorating in many ways, and he has cancer cells...â
Clarenceâs voice deepened. âHeâs only managing to stay alive due to various precious medicines, right?
âHe would already be dead if he was a regular person.
âBut I donât think heâd live any longer than three days in his condition, even with the medicine.â
The old butler opened his mouth in surprise, looking at Clarence in amazement. He jumped in excitement. âMiracle doctor. Youâre a miracle doctor!
âHow did you know?
âOld Masterâs condition is exactly as youâve described!â
Miranda also looked shocked. She was quite sure that Clarence had never met Bob before.
Clarence already knew what was wrong with Bob after having only been in the room for a few minutes.
It was amazing.
Mirandaâs eyes sparkled. She sized up Clarence, briefing pretending as if she did not know him.
âIs Clarence really a miracle doctor?â
Trembling, the old butler asked, âMaster, can you save Old Master?â
âYes.â
Clarence nodded affirmatively, âBut he canât live for long after that. Maybe five years at most.â
âWhat?
âFive years!â
A cry of surprise came from behind a partition in the room.
Overwhelmed by the news that her dad could live for another five years, Selina rushed out of the compartment.
Getting her father to wake up for five days was already enough, let alone live five years.
If Bob could stay awake for five days, he could settle everything.
If Bob lived for another five years, that would be enough for him to handle all the matters regarding the Lawson family and transfer all of their rights to Selina.
Everything would be set at that point, and not even her volatile brothers would be able to influence Selinaâs position.
Selinaâs face turned red with excitement. âAre you telling the truth?
âYou really can give my dad five more years to live?â
Clarence was stunned when he saw Selina. Then, he looked at Miranda wryly. âSheâs the client youâre talking about?â
âYeah.â Miranda nodded.
Selina sneered and said proudly, âHaha, who else did you think it would be?
âClarence, I know you still have feelings for your ex-wife. If you say yes to saving my father, I can sign a ten billion dollar deal with your ex-wife right now.
âThe Lawson family will choose to invest in real estate in Mediterranean City with the Murphy family as the sole agent.
âTen billion is enough to move the Murphy family three small steps up the social ladder.
âWith the Lawson family as your backers, no one would dare refuse to give the Murphy family the green light on future projects!â
Selina looked at Clarence condescendingly. âNow, all you have to do is cure my dad!â
Clarence narrowed his eyes. âWhat if I donât do it?â
âYou wonât?â Selina froze.
Miranda got panicked too. âClarence, cure him if you can. You promised me.â
Getting a ten billion dollar deal would be like hitting the jackpot for her.
She could do so much with it, and the Murphy family could hold their heads up high. Next year, they would no longer be at the mercy of the Murphy family of Beth City.
Armstrong and Peony would be elated too!
Thus, this ten billion dollar deal meant a lot to Miranda.
Selina glanced at Clarence. âThereâs no reason for you to refuse.
âAgain, donât you just want money?
âIâll give you any amount of money as long as you cure my dad!â
Clarence smiled.. âReally? Are you that rich? Give me ten billion dollars, and Iâll help you cure him right away.â