My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 708

Mireille responded lazily with a hum, not bothering to look at Fanny.

Fanny was still where she stood, stunned. Did he just call her unsightly and a troublemaker? He was Brian Tanner’s grandmaster. He possessed extraordinary medical skills but refused to save a patient’s life earlier. Where did he get the nerve to insult her?

Moreover, he had taken away the syringe and the white mouse from her. Was he afraid she would challenge him by using them for her experiment? If he was so afraid of that happening, she was going to give him a show for sure!

Fanny took another syringe from the drawer and carefully drew the drop of blood she accidentally dripped onto the chair earlier.

Outside, Nash spent about ten minutes examining Atlas’ condition before discovering that Atlas was a martial artist in the early stage of the Profound Reality Realm.

Surprisingly, he had over 30 types of toxins in his body, includin naturally occurring pyretic and antipyretic toxins in the human There were also various other poisons. Nash even suspected that guy was a poison enthusiast.

He likely experimented with different antidotes and consumed the legendary Seven-Starred Begonia. It was likely he attempted to use his inner energy to expel the toxins, but that only accelerated the effects of the poison. However, this was just Nash’s initial

assessment.

Nash asked Old Donald for a set of silver needles to carry out dry needling treatment on Atlas. Then, he wrote a prescription for Old Donald. “Give him this medicine. Have him drink it every two hours.”

There are a few ingredients

shop.”

remarked, “Can’t you think

Donald and said, “Think of how to get the

about the money. Iron Pear Root, Thousand Autumn Vine, Bodhi Pine Nuts… Only

Donald looked at Mireille awkwardly and continued, I got into a fight with Brian at a medical symposium, and

Old Lucius from the

group were the ones who cornered us. How did the truth get flipped like

want to save this person?” Nash glanced indifferently at Old

Old Donald turned to Mireille, saying, “Ms. Tanner, how

about…”

and nodded. “Check which herbs are missing.

send them

have someone get them. No need for the

Donald had always wanted to reconcile with Brian. He was the top miracle doctor in Jonford, after all. He

the Traditional Medicine Association. It was not a

having bad blood with