Chapter 711

Chapter 711

Brian nodded and glanced at Atlas, who was lying on the hospital bed. Sighing, he said, “So, he’s really from the Kennedy family!”

Nash stood up, picked up a box containing Eremochloa from the

table, and said, “Atlas’ life and your granddaughter’s hand for this

Eremochloa. That’s enough, yes?”

He was not someone who would take advantage of others, but he

also did not want to lose out. He had relied solely on his medical

skills for Atlas. However, treating Fanny’s hand cost him nearly 200cc

of blood, something that could not be bought with money.

“It’s more than enough!” Old Donald hurriedly replied.

Moreover, he had more or less even profited.

Old Donald handed the three stalks of Eremochloa to Brian, then

looked at Nash. “Grandmaster, I’ve already informed the People’s

Pharmacy. Old Lucius will personally deliver the Coiled Dragon Flowe

to Royal Bay!”

He did not look at Old Donald even once throughout the conversation.

Nash nodded and smiled. “You’re considerate.

Mireille held her grandfather’s hand and said, “Let’s go back, then!”

Brian frowned slightly. “Why are you, as a young lady, going about drinking alcohol?”

Mireille stuck out her tongue. “It’s a friend’s birthday. It’d be dull of me

if I didn’t drink some. I don’t usually drink anyway!”

Brian made a respectful gesture to Nash. “Grandmaster, please…”

Nash did not hesitate and walked straight out. Old Donald instructed

the assistants in the shop to simmer the medicine before following

them outside.

“Old Tanner…”

Old Donald’s expression was awkward as he struggled to find the

right words. There was a time when the Donald and Lucius families

held respectable positions in the medical community of Jonford.

However, the Tanner family later surpassed them, single-handedly

changing the landscape of the medical field in Jonford. Resentment grew within their families, and they often picked fights at medical

conferences.

It eventually escalated into conflicts, reaching a point of no return. Making amends seemed appropriate now that Old Tanner had com

to his shop. Old Donald saw this as an opportunity to resolve the

grievances.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Brian’s face was

expressionless as he asked, “What? Do you still have thoughts of going against me?”

Having recently explored the benefits of a health-preserving diet, he

felt more energetic after half a month of sticking to it. If it came

down to a one-on-one fight, Old Donald would undoubtedly not be his

match.

“No, no, no… I’m here to apologize!

“It was Jur

fault, mine and Old Lucius’. I hope you can forgive and

forget our past grievances.”

Old Donald said as he lowered his head sincerely, expressing his

remorse.

Old Tanner’s expression softened, and he quickly turned to support

Old Donald. “Alright, I’ve long since let it go.”

Even though it was Old Donald and Old Lucius who initiated the fight last time, considering the numbers on his side, they had ended up

taking the brunt of the beating. He even encouraged his people to fight fiercely back then. Thinking about it, Brian also felt a bit

remorseful.

Old Donald laughed heartily. “I knew you were a magnanimous man.

Brian chuckled. “We’re both quite old now. What other lingering

grudges could there be between us?”

After exchanging pleasantries, Brian returned to his car. Larry walk to his Maybach and opened the door, waiting for Mireille to get in.

However, she chose to join her grandfather.

Brian glanced at Larry from the corner of his eye and drove away in silence. Larry sighed with a bitter smile as he watched their car leave.

He got into his car and lit a cigarette. At that moment, Nash’s car approached his. They happened to stop at a red light at that moment.

Larry knocked on the car window and then rolled it down, seeming to

have something to say to Nash.