Chapter 1435

Dr. Funke couldn’t resist the charm of a good toast, so he lifted his glass to clink with Alaric’s, and together they drained their drinks to the last drop.

Alaric had the gift of gab, and as he shared drinks with Dr. Funke, he spun tales that made the doctor’s heart swell with joy.

As the dinner was about to be over, and with Dr. Funke evidently in high spirits, Alaric decided it was time to broach the day’s most pressing matter.

“Dr. Funke, your humanitarian spirit is known far and wide. You can’t stand by and watch a patient suffer, can you?” Alaric’s eyes shimmered with a drunken mirth as he looked at Dr. Funke.

Despite his rosy cheeks, Dr. Funke’s mind remained clear. Sensing the underlying

message in Alaric’s words, he replied, “Mr. Falconer, if there’s something on your mind, I’m glad to listen.”

“Well, I’ll be straight to the point then,” Alaric said, his typically roguish gaze turning earnest and serious. “I have a friend, Lysander, who had an accident three years ago. Took a nasty hit to the head and has been in a coma ever since. Dr. Funke, you’re known for your miraculous acupuncture skills. Could you, perhaps, treat him?”

healing. He only treated those he felt drawn

words, he treated those he felt a karmic connection with. With so much suffering in the world, it was impossible to attend to everyone. He was no saint, after

Lysander hinged entirely on whether he

evening’s revelries had reached their peak before bringing up his request, hoping to

women were inquiring

of the women’s

me just the other day, and I’m still waiting to see what comes of it. Perhaps you should leave this matter to me, Mr. Falconer,” Dr. Funke said with a hint of longing, rising to his feet to leave.

sobering clarity at

Dr. Funke interested in

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Alaric quickly followed, trying to catch up with the doctor.

had barely taken a few steps when he

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