The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 38 You'd Better Prepare for the Funeral

Chapter 38 You'd Better Prepare for the Funeral

Robin was already irritated when he got woken up.

With Olive yelling, he became even more annoyed. "Who do you think you are? Stop yapping and get lost!"

Shirley, following right behind, was shocked to hear Robin's words. This could be a disaster!

With Robin's sharp words, Wilder would surely refuse to treat her father's illness!

Wilder instantly turned cold.

He knew the Dunns had a favor to ask, especially considering how they went out of their way to welcome him.

The Wrights had already hinted at the Dunns' intentions earlier, and he'd planned to come to Harmonfield to address the Dunns' health needs as well.

But now, watching the scene unfold, he was visibly displeased.

He sneered. "I'll take Freya's car."

With that, he made his way toward her Land Rover.

Shirley panicked and tried to call after him, "Mr. Lennon, please wait..."

Without a second glance, Wilder kept walking, while Olive followed with a cold expression.

Frustrated, Shirley stomped her foot, ready to try explaining to Wilder again.

Freya gently stopped her, saying, "Don't worry. We'll speak to Mr. Lennon when we're back.

"If my grandfather can regain consciousness, I'll personally request him to help treat your father. Mr. Lennon wouldn't refuse my grandfather.

Shirley sighed and reluctantly agreed, letting most of her convoy return while following Freya's car with only one vehicle.

Freya took a quick look at Robin, still in the car, and whispered, "Is he your boyfriend, Shirley?"

Robin didn't want anyone to know how he'd saved her

"No, he..."

and nodded. "Alright then,

Freya and Wilder's group depart, Shirley sighed deeply and got back into

you've likely made Mr. Lennon angry. He might refuse to treat Ms. Dunn's

Mr. Lennon's disciple

yet she insisted on this one just to give us

treatment, I wouldn't bother

to be for my father to meet Mr. Lennon. We'll find another way."

he wouldn't hold such a grudge over something this small-he'd seem too petty

"I don't know. The choice is in their hands. If they want to treat him, they will. If not, there's little we can do. But let's not

up, Mr. Lennon would

Robin nodded. "That's good."

reached the city government compound,

the back

the others, with two armed

Inside, several people waited in

Freya led Wilder and the others into the courtyard,

to Harmonfield for my father. Please take a rest and

not necessary. I'll check your

patient aren't completely ready yet. You can't let anyone examine

on the east side of

in to explain, "I apologize, Mr. Lennon. I got so anxious that I forgot

Mr. Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black Medical Laboratory in

of the leading experts in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases worldwide. He was specially invited by my brother from Autreynia, and his team is currently conducting a thorough

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

disdainful look at Mikell. "What do they know? These so-called modern medical experts are just a bunch

that's quite disrespectful. I was willing to show some respect for your

misguided and rely on dubious practices, risking patients'

base our final diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We then create treatment plans

Mr. Lennon, I'm not well-versed in your academic debates, but please, let's try to be

all are honored guests of the Wrights,

felt a surge of anger, as a prominent figure in Draconia's holistic medicine, he chose to hold back his