The Guardian's Sword

"He's awake! Grandpa is awake!" Lola shouted in excitement.

Sherman looked in disbelief at his brother Clinton and asked, "Did he really cure
Grandpa?"

Sherleen said happily with a smile, "My son is so capable. I knew you wouldn't let
me down."

Clinton walked up to Sherleen and said proudly, "Mom, I won't let you down, of
course. I'm not some fake miracle doctor who swindles people. I'm a real doctor."
Clinton's remarks were clearly pointed at mocking Sean. However, Sean said
nothing, not even a word of rebuttal.

Sherleen turned to look at Sean and said calmly, "Mr. Lennon, my son has cured
his grandpa, so I don't think we need you to do anything anymore, and the
problem you were worried about didn't happen. In that case, please leave now..."
After a pause, Sherleen said again to Sherman, "Although Mr. Lennon did
nothing, he came to our house... Sherman, pay Mr. Lennon one hundred
thousand dollars. Consider it payment for his house call."

Sherman's expression turned ghastly when he heard Sherleen's remark.

One hundred thousand dollars was a lot for an ordinary doctor. However, this
was the Yale family, and the speaker was the head of the Yale family. Paying one
hundred thousand dollars as a house call fee was too little.

In Sherman's opinion, it had no difference with brushing off beggars.

Sherman looked awkwardly at Sean and did not know what to say.

Sean smiled and asked, "Is Cedric really cured?"

"What do you mean?" Clinton pulled a long face and snapped, "Sean, I've
channeled my grandpa's disease out of his body, and he's awake now. Is he not
considered cured? Yes, I admit my grandpa is still weak after his long illness, but
all he needs is rest. You're not nitpicking on a detail like that, are you?"

"Haha, turn and see..." Sean warned.

The people in the living room who had been looking at Sean until just now turned
to look at Cedric in the hospital bed after Sean reminded them.

Cedric's eyeballs popped out as his mouth opened wide like he could not
breathe. Besides that, his body shook violently, and his face was abnormally red.
He did not look like he was all right.

Something was terribly wrong!

"Grandpa! What's come over you, Grandpa?" Clinton panicked as he rushed over
and asked.

Cedric seemed to want to answer, but instead of uttering a word, he spat a
stream of blood. It sprayed all over Clinton's face, and he was covered in blood.
The scene made everyone's expression change, and Sherleen'’s face turned pale
as she screamed.

"How did this happen? How did this happen? There was no problem just now. I
didn't make a mistake..." Clinton mumbled, struggling to accept reality.

Sherman suddenly came to his senses, rushed to Sean, and asked, "Dr. Lennon,
my brother has failed to cure my grandpa. We can only count on you now!
Please save my grandpa'’s life!"

Sean sat calmly in the chair and said nothing.

"Dr. Lennon! Please help!" Lola walked over and said eagerly.

Sean did not react as if he had not seen Sherman and Lola.

Sherleen's face turned red and pale, but she also knew now was not the time to
hesitate and hurried over to Sean.

"Mr. Lennon, I'm the head of the Yale family. What if I submit to you? I
underestimated you just now. It's my fault. I apologize to you! Please help me
with my father's illness. If you can cure him, I will accept any request!"