StartNovelChapter 572
"Stop talking nonsense! Even the best doctor in Havaria would not dare make such promises!" Asher said with a
sneer. "For Grandpa Alfred's condition, only a snake oil salesman would guarantee a cure!"
"Ms. Henderson must be confident if she's making such a promise," Jude said in Yolanda's defense.
He was regaining his composure now. He was so panicked after hearing about his father's diagnosis that he had
nearly forgotten that he'd specifically invited Yolanda to treat him.
After all, Yolanda had managed to save the critically ill Jude when all the doctors at the district hospital said they
could not save him. That was why Jude had absolute faith in her medical abilities.
"Young lady, medicine is a serious matter and not something to brag about!" Paul frowned at Yolanda as he
lectured her in broken Culomian. "Your words could affect patients greatly. You should be more careful!
"When | was your age, | had only just graduated early from medical school and started my residency. Your
arrogance at such a young age is... is ridiculous!"
As he was a foreigner, no one paid much attention to Paul's awkward word choices. Asher chimed in, "Stop
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbragging. If you can cure Grandpa Alfred, I'll worship the ground you walk on!"
"That's right. If you can cure Mr. Kaufman Senior, I'll gladly becyour student!"
Both Paul and Asher were skeptical of Yolanda's abilities. Asher, especially, had already disliked how pretentious
Yolanda was. Now, he behaved even more aggressively. "But if you're lying, I'll break your legs myself to teach
you a lesson. We'll see if you dare to say such things ever again!"
"What do you think, Mr. Kaufman Senior?" Yolanda ignored Asher's threats and turned to Alfred. After all, the final
decision rested with him regardless of what others said.
Alfred studied Yolanda silently and weighed his options. Medical treatment could be a matter of life and death.
One wrong move could be fatal.
Yet looking at Yolanda's confident demeanor, he found himself unable to refuse. Surprisingly, he realized he was
not opposed to letting her treat him.
"Can you really cure me?" Alfred asked calmly.
"Yes." Yolanda nodded. "With no side effects."
"Very well then! I'll let you treat me." Alfred let out a hearty laugh. "But how do you plan to do it? Surgery or..."
"Acupuncture." Yolanda pulled out her set of silver needles from her coat pocket and placed them on the coffee
table.
"Grandpa Alfred! You can't let her treat you!" Hearing Alfred agree to let Yolanda treat him made Asher shout in
alarm.
Though he had talked tough earlier, he'd assumed Yolanda was just boasting and would not actually attempt
treatment. He started to panic when he saw her taking out her acupuncture tools. He viewed Alfred as family. He
could not stand by and watch him put himself at risk.
Even Paul hurriedly waved his hands in protest and said, "Mr. Kaufman Senior, no! You can't let her treat you!"
"It's fine. I'll let her do it." Alfred calmly waved off their concerns, gesturing that they should not try to dissuade
him anymore.
"You should stop this! If anything happens to Grandpa Alfred, not only will the Kaufmans cafter you, but |
won't let you off either!"
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