Chapter 93
Frank was sitting in the tearoom, nonchalantly drinking his tea and wondering when Dan would
return.
Soon, he strolled out to find the nurses were all very busy in various rooms.
Just then, shouting echoed down the hallway.
Frank headed over in curiosity to find a burly man pointing at Janet as he snapped, “Do you know what you’re doing?! If anything happens to my boss, I will burn this place to the ground!”
Janet was wiping the sweat off her brow as she growled through her teeth, “Just calm down. I’m trying to help him here.”
Frank glanced at the patient on the bed, whose face had already turned blue and was clearly on the brink.
Just then, Janet told the nurse beside her, “Lindsay, get a vigor pill from the pharmacy.”
The nurse nodded repeatedly at her words, but Frank was frowning in turn and interrupted them. ” That won’t work. The patient’s issue is not his vigor.”
Everyone turned toward Frank at his words, but he ignored them and walked straight to the patient.
As he took the patient’s wrist to feel his pulse, the burly man glared at him and demanded, “Who the hell are you?!”
“The one who will save your boss,” Frank replied flatly.
“You can? Then do it!” The burly man did not care who did it, even if it were a tramp, as long as his
boss was cured!
Beside Frank, Janet told him under her breath, “No, Mr. Lawrence. The patient’s condition is
outlandish. You should leave!”
She expected him to know a thing or two about medicine since her own grandfather’s friend recommended him. However, she was not convinced that Frank was better than her, since her
grandfather was the best healer in Riverton while she was second best.
Nonetheless, Frank said bluntly, “He might really die if you feed him a vigor pill. Bring a set of silver needles instead–he’s been poisoned.”
“What? Are you serious?” Janet exclaimed, looking at him in disbelief and thinking it was a joke.
The man had shown no signs of poisoning when she checked him just now!
Moreover, the patient was East City’s kingpin–if Frank messed up and got him killed, Flora Hill would be a casualty!
Even so, Frank said flatly, “His pulse is weakening and he appears to be losing vigor. However, he’s
been poisoned with Stellar Wormwood–that explains his b*dy’s weakened state. If you give him a vigor pill, his veins would burst, and he’d die.”
Janet was herself learned in medicine and understood Frank’s diagnosis immediately.
Still, she soon paled. “But isn’t Stellar Wormwood extinct? How could he be poisoned with it?”
Frank shook his head. “I don’t know about that. But it definitely isn’t extinct…”
He had seen that poisonous herb himself three years before and was almost a victim himself.
He was certainly surprised to encounter it again three years later….
“Well, do you have a solution, Mr. Lawrence?” Janet asked, looking at him hopefully.
She had no idea how to get rid of this form of poison, and her grandfather was away… but if Frank knew what to do, there was probably hope!
To her delight, Frank nodded. “Just bring me a set of needles.”
Janet did not hesitate to do so.
Beside them, the burly man had been watching them discuss endlessly, and he urged angrily, “Can you really do it?”
“Shut it,” Frank snapped angrily, shooting him a glare. “Another word from you, and you’ll follow your boss to hell.”
