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.

 

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

 

out her tongue and cast her

 

princess of the Smiths in New York, but no one knew that she was actually the most afraid

 

of the Smiths was always smiling and was gentle and generous, but Yvonne always felt like there was a thin wall between the

 

entrance of

 

full ten minutes for the car to go from the villa where Ian

 

were on the main road that Tina finally

 

on his deathbed. Even he himself doesn’t want

 

or internal injuries. From a modern medicine perspective, there wasn’t anything wrong with

 

internal organs were slowly

 

out his hand—half a pill was resting on his palm. He said, “Go over every day to check his health. Give him a couple of jabs on unimportant points of his body first, and then have him consume this

 

exclaimed, “Sir, that pill

 

heavy sigh and

 

pill is worth

 

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 round, thanks to

 

immediately understood what

 

Pill to cure the elderly Mrs. Hunt. Additionally, it had also allowed Jon to cement

 

capable of curing Ian, yet Jon had successfully kept him alive. This was undoubtedly

 

straight and said seriously, “Don’t worry, Sir. I’ll make sure I don’t

 

getting late and the moon was already visible

 

a distance, it was as though the stream

 

the Andersons’ residence wasn’t a large manor, it was located in the city center and was a quiet little area amid the hustle

 

Anderson and Melissa brought Nora

 

around Mrs. Anderson’s eyes had already gone down and she had completely regained her vision. She looked at Nora kindly and asked, “Nora, Cherry must be five by now, right? It’s not appropriate to just let her stay at home all the

 

about this

 

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

 

asked, “Which is the best

 

wasn’t quite the same as other children. She was impatient and, apart from when she played games, she couldn’t

 

had allowed her to play games—so that she could practice how to focus. However, in truth, the amount of game time she had every day

 

with the most abundant manpower resources, so that

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