Chapter 298 Physical Examination

"Alright! I'll walk a bit!" Oliver agreed, then took cautious steps forward. His first few steps were

hesitant, but soon he noticed his leg wasn't just free of pain—it felt lighter. Curiosity propelled him to

jump. And to his astonishment, he jumped! He was not just standing, he was hopping up and down!

Overjoyed, he warmly grasped Daniel's hands.

"Thank you, Daniel! Thank you for giving me a new lease on life! Thank you for healing my leg! I've

used a cane for decades, and today I can finally throw it away. This feeling is incredible!"

Emily watched in disbelief, shaking her head and muttering, "This can't be! Impossible! How could

his leg be healed just like that, especially by some country kid? The best doctors in the city couldn't

fix it; how could he?"

Despite the tangible proof before her eyes, Emily chose disbelief. “Grandpa, your leg can't be

recovered! You better keep using the cane, or you might fall.”

"Emily, do you really wish for me to lean on a cane forever? Does it make you uncomfortable to see

me walking like a normal person?" Oliver retorted.

"Grandpa, that's not what I meant at all. I just think this country boy certainly couldn't have healed

you; he must be deceiving you!"

"He hasn’t healed me? He's deceived me? How exactly has he deceived me?" Oliver asked and

proceeded to walk and hop some more. "Open your eyes and look properly. Isn’t my leg healed by

Daniel?"

"It's an illusion! It must be an illusion! Grandpa, your leg will soon fail you again! It has to!"

Emily refused to believe it. Daniel turned to Mason and asked cheerily, "Mason, would you like me

to give you a physical?"

"A physical? What for?"

"What can I do? Just offering a friendly check to make sure you don't have the same STD as your

wife. After all, if she's infected and you're not, doesn't that mean there might be secrets between the

two of you that you're unaware of?"

With that invitation, Mason extended his arm, "Fine! Go ahead, I'm curious what you'll find."

Daniel already knew Mason was free of STDs without a checkup but proceeded with it to keep up

appearances and make things seem more official.

He placed his fingers on Mason's wrist to check his pulse and noticed something. "You don't have

an STD! But you've been overindulging yourself, and now your kidneys have started showing

problems. If I'm not mistaken, you can't even lift a dumbbell weighing twenty pounds can you?"

Mason hurriedly denied it. "Country boy, stop talking nonsense! When did I ever overindulge? Since

when do I have kidney issues? Don't talk about twenty-pound weights; I can lift a hundred pounds

with ease!"