Chapter 938

Grant chimed in, "The mentor said this is no big deal, so he scribbled down some notes and took off. I haven't got a clue where he's headed."

Chloe's face showed a flicker of disappointment. She often complained about her mentor's unreliability. Yet, it had been years since she'd seen him, and deep down, she missed him terribly. She couldn't help but wonder how the old man had aged over the years.

Grant continued, "If you trust him, we could give his method a shot."

Despite his frequent unreliability-always scheming to snatch their pocket money and con them into participating in rigged fights for cash-Chloe knew that when it came to matters of life and death, he wouldn't let her down.

Chloe said, "I'll talk it over with Connor tonight. If he's on board, we can start the acupuncture treatment tomorrow."

That evening, Connor was eyeing a stack of parchment, his brow knitted in concern. All this was completely foreign to him.

really be trusted? Didn't you always call him

he'd make them sound terminal. What should've been a simple two-hundred-dollar treatment would cost twenty grand with him. He'd let minor

no matter how tough the case, he could treat anything he could even pull off the impossible. At one point, I

it a go. We'll try it for a month, and if the aneurysm hasn't stopped growing by then, we'll come to terms with

was some kind of miracle worker. But this was a challenge that had stumped the world's leading medical experts. Could

in my mentor.

greatest hope as well. He asked, "Your mentor only left instructions for acupuncture and some prescriptions. Do we need to find an acupuncture expert to

have my friend

furrowed again. "Your friend knows

only does he know acupuncture, but he also knows the Lost Thirteen Ghost

Thirteen

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