Chapter 569

"Mr. Kaufman, hello." The blond-haired, blue-eyed man leading the group greeted Alfred in clumsy Culomian.

Behind him, the others were already unpacking their cases. They displayed cutting-edge medical equipment to everyone in the living room.

Alfred nodded at Paul, while Jude, upon hearing the introduction, looked at Asher with newfound respect. It was clear he had heard of Dr. Paul's reputation.

"Asher, you've really outdone yourself by managing to invite Mr. Smith!"

"I have some connections with Mr. Smith," Asher replied with a grin. "So, when he came to Havaria for a symposium, I convinced him to stop by Riverdale."

He beamed with pride and added, "With Mr. Smith here, Grandpa Alfred's illness is bound to be cured!"

"Well, that's quite the coincidence," Alfred said with a slight smile. "Jude also invited a doctor for me-a renowned physician from Willow Creek Clinic." He glanced at Yolanda thoughtfully.

"This can be considered a collision between modern and traditional medicine, right?"

raised an eyebrow. His eyes landed on Yolanda. Only

Alfred, you're

down. He didn't believe in so-called traditional medicine. In his experience, practitioners were usually elderly men, who were well past their

is supposed to be a renowned

Ms. Henderson saved my life," Jude interjected in a stern tone. "Don't

been tricked," Asher

scam. They use old stories to mislead people. Aren't there enough

struggled with heart disease for years, but that doesn't mean you

all the best doctors in the country? Has your condition

loss for words.

noted Jude's silence, Asher assumed it was a sign of guilt and became even more

and won't hold you accountable, but I can't stand people who use traditional medicine to deceive others. If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for trying

but he had no problem using threats to intimidate

furrowed her brow. Instead of defending herself, she

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