Chapter 67: Direct Successor

 

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Jon’s expression remained unchanged as he answered, “It’s Dr. Zabe.”

 

At once, Joel got ready to instruct his subordinates to invite him over.

 

However, Jon stopped him. He said, “He’s already very old, and has even become somewhat absent-minded and bedridden. But I’ve heard that he took in a student who inherited all of his skills. Unfortunately, this person is very mysterious. No one knows where they are.”

 

Joel frowned. His gaze fell on Ian who was lying on the bed.

 

Jon contemplated for a while before he spoke again. He said, “I can keep Mr. Smith alive, but you’ll have to either let him rekindle his will to live or find Dr. Zabe’s student.”

 

Joel nodded, a bit of a sharp look appearing in his flirtatious eyes. “In that case, please help my uncle regain consciousness as soon as possible, Mr. Myers.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Jon took out a silver needle and pierced it into several important points on Ian. Then, he took out a pill, crushed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

 

After some work, Ian’s heartbeat became steady again.

 

 

Jon wiped the sweat off his brows and said to Joel, “Mr. Smith should be able to wake up tomorrow. I’ll have Tina personally come over to check on him every day and do our best to keep him alive until you find Dr. Zabe’s successor.”

 

A smile formed on Joel’s countenance once more. “Okay, I’ll get the butler to send you out.”

 

After the two of them left, a feminine and delicate voice suddenly rang out. “Joel, he’s obviously capable of curing Dad, yet he keeps going on and on here with you instead. Also, Dr. Zabe? He sure says a lot of nonsense.”

 

Joel smiled upon hearing this.

 

He turned around to see an attractive figure walk in—it was Ian’s adopted daughter, Yvonne Smith.

 

Ian never married in his whole life, choosing to only adopt a daughter. All the other children born into the Smiths were boys, so they doted on their one and only younger sister very much.

 

“As long as he can cure Uncle Ian’s illness, what’s

 

her tongue and cast her

 

York, but no one

 

was gentle and generous, but

 

of

 

go from the villa where Ian lived

 

they were on the main road that Tina finally looked away from

 

looked at Jon nervously. “Sir, Ian Smith is already on his deathbed. Even

 

had no external or internal injuries. From a modern medicine perspective, there

 

organs

 

on his palm. He said, “Go over every day to check his health. Give him a couple of jabs

 

exclaimed, “Sir,

 

heaved a heavy sigh and answered, “It’s the

 

widened. “That pill

 

closed his eyes. Due to his age, the skin at his eyelids was loose and saggy. He instructed, “Have someone secretly buy them from Harmonia Pharmacy. Don’t let anyone discover anything. Harmonia Pharmacy has won this

 

immediately understood what Jon

 

name for themselves overnight by using the Carefree Pill to cure the elderly Mrs. Hunt. Additionally, it had also allowed Jon to cement his position in the field of traditional medicine. However,

 

the only one capable of curing Ian, yet Jon had successfully kept him alive. This was

 

“Don’t worry, Sir. I’ll make sure I don’t

 

getting late and the moon was

 

a distance, it was as though the stream of red car lights stretched on

 

city center and was a quiet little area amid the hustle and bustle of the city. The small villa’s

 

Melissa brought

 

Cherry must be five by now, right? It’s

 

had thought about this a

 

to New York was only supposed to be a temporary stay, but now that her son was here, it was

 

and asked, “Which is the best kindergarten

 

She was impatient and, apart from when she played games, she couldn’t sit

 

games—so that she could practice how to focus. However, in truth, the amount of

 

her situation, she needed a kindergarten with the most abundant manpower resources, so that there would be the most professional teachers there to take care of

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