Chapter 85
He put on a grand air, stroking his goatee. “That’s more like it p>
He settled himself beside Old Mr. Lancaster with a self-important air.
“Serena Old Mr. Lancaster frowned, about to speak.
Serena had already put down the tool. “She won’t give up until she gets what she wants. I don’t want to be disturbed during the procedure. It’s annoying p>
Isabella’s face went pale.
Was Serena not even going to pretend in front of the family anymore?
The family members, of course, understood Serena’s meaning. They all frowned slightly, casting a displeased glance at Isabella.
Isabella’s expression soured even more.
She clenched her fists, feeling an urge to cry from the injustice.
She was doing this for their grandfather’s sake! She had phrased it so nicely, even making it seem like she was looking out for Serena.
And now… they were blaming her just because of one sentence from Serena?
The more they reacted this way, the more determined Isabella was to prove she was right.
She bit her lip hard and looked at Marcus Doyle. “Mr. Doyle, I’ll leave it in your hands p>
Marcus Doyle gave a knowing smile and began to check Old Mr. Lancaster’s pulse.
He was very thorough, examining the condition of the leg muscles and repeatedly pressing key acupoints with his fingers, asking Old Mr. Lancaster what he felt.
But Old Mr. Lancaster’s face remained impassive, completely numb.
The more he examined, the tighter Marcus Doyle’s brow furrowed.
These legs p>
They were far, far more serious than he had imagined!
The meridians were almost completely blocked, and the muscles had atrophied to the point where blood flow was barely detectable p>
In this condition, forgetting about a cure or getting him to walk again, it was a miracle he hadn’t needed an amputation!
No wonder no other master physicians had dared to treat this wealthy family.
They had probably all taken a look and realized there was nothing they could do.
And that young girl had the nerve to claim she could cure Old Mr. Lancaster?
What an act!
It was all that Lancaster girl’s fault for not explaining the situation clearly. She had just said some country bumpkin claimed she could do it, so he figured he must be better than some young amateur
He never imagined he had bitten off more than he could chew!
“How is it, Mr. Doyle? Is there any hope for my grandfather’s legs?” Isabella had been watching his expression the whole time, her face a mask of nervous anticipation.
Beads of sweat had formed on
Marcus Doyle’s forehead. While he had a reputation in Vaelion City for treating all sorts of difficult illnesses, those were mostly ailments that could indeed be managed with holistic care, which he then exaggerated for effect.
But this p>
This was a case of total paralysis that had lasted for years. He was completely out
of his depth!
But years of bluffing and deception
allowed Marcus Doyle to maintain his composure. He cleared his
throat and spoke with a profound air, “Hmm… Old Mr. Lancaster’s
condition is indeed quite tricky p>
He spouted a long string of professional-sounding medical jargon, making the
situation sound as dire as possible.
Isabella’s face turned pale, and she looked like she was about to cry with worry. “So, Mr. Doyle, is there a cure p>
“A cure, you say Mr. Doyle stroked his goatee and nodded sagely. “Well, it’s not entirely hopeless p>
The words made Isabella’s eyes light up instantly.
The other Lancaster family members also looked at Marcus Doyle in surprise.
Marcus Doyle shook his head slowly. “It just requires some extremely rare and precious medicinal ingredients, like hundred-year-old wild ginseng p>