Chapter 68: Grandpa, Why Don’t I Tell You Some Trivia?

 

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Nora said to Melissa, “We’ll go for that kindergarten, Aunt Melissa. I’ll take Cherry there and give it a go.”

 

Then, she got up, went out the door, and picked up the call.

 

An aged and stern voice came from the other end of the call. “Where are you?”

 

It was her traditional medicine teacher, Silvester Zabe.

 

At the thought of how serious and stern of a man he was, Nora subconsciously straightened her back and answered, “I’m in New York, sir. What’s the matter?”

 

Silvester slowly replied, “Oh. The Smiths are looking for you; they want you to treat someone’s illness.”

 

The Smiths? Ian Smith?

 

Just as Nora was about to say that she would go, Silvester said, “You don’t have to go. He isn’t sick; he just doesn’t want to live anymore.”

 

“…”

 

 

“His internal organs are failing. Currently, they’re using the Carefree Pill to keep him alive. Even if you do go over, can you make him regain his will to live?”

 

Nora had no words for that. She reckoned that Ian would probably wish to die even more if he saw her.

 

She sighed mentally. Then, she asked carefully, “Okay. Can I visit you tomorrow, sir?”

 

Silvester was already over 90 years old this year, but the elderly man nevertheless spoke clearly. He replied, “No, it’s fine. I’m already old; there’s nothing to see here. You passing down my skills in traditional medicine would be the best way of repaying my kindness.”

 

However, the old man’s indifference instead made Nora tear up.

 

Without him, she would probably have already died several times.

 

She cast her eyes down and said, “In that case, let me know if you ever want to see me.”

 

“You’re not a kid anymore, so why are you still so clingy? Stop it!” After saying that, Silvester said, “I’m hanging up.”

 

Beep… beep… beep…

 

her cell phone and heaved a soft sigh. That old man’s temper was as weird as

 

The night passed peacefully.

 

Cherry woke up the next

 

the door only after she

 

up her cell phone and sent Chester a text message:

 

already registered a live stream account for you, so you can officially start live streaming

 

“Okie-Dokie!”

 

climbed up the chair and planted her tiny self on the big swivel chair. She pushed her foot against the table and turned the chair straight. Then, she turned

 

Let’s do something a little special today so that you

 

eyes lit up and she

 

his room at the Hunts’, replied: “Let’s

 

“No problem! I’ll beat

 

heh.” Chester replied smugly: “A contest in a live stream isn’t dependent on the game but the fans’

 

dissing in the game for over half a

 

was going to stand tall and regain his dignity as

 

let his little niece see just how crazy his fans

 

wrote: “I’ll definitely be better at

 

live stream. “Hello everyone! This is Chesty. Today, I will introduce a new friend to all of you. She’s my team leader! Yes, she’s

 

At the Smiths.

 

woken up in

 

him that Joel had watched

 

still need you. I can’t head the family by myself yet. You can’t

 

Joel was lying.

 

more outstanding than himself back then, yet he was putting on an act

 

smiled weakly. “I’m

 

sorrow flashed across Joel’s eyes. He picked up the cell phone and handed it to Ian in an attempt to pique his interest. He said, “I remember you used to like playing games, Uncle Ian. This game is very popular now. How about trying it

 

the past

 

interested in games. He said dispassionately, “…

 

opened a live stream app and said, “It’s pretty interesting to

 

cell phone at a corner on the side within Ian’s

 

the heart to refuse his nephew’s kindness, so he simply

 

and tender voice could already be heard

 

why are my points so

 

You don’t have many fans yet! Hehe, come on, everyone! I’m always being trashed by sweetcherry in the game,

 

‘sweetcherry’?

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