In terms of identity, background, or family business, Graham was far inferior to such a renowned family as the Youngs. When it came to reputation and status, however, he was at least on par with Elder Young.

After all, anyone who fell ill would acknowledge him as the premier doctor in Springfield City. Many rich and powerful individuals have sought him out to treat them.

“I hope you’ll excuse me for interrupting you all of a sudden, Elder Young. I wanted to reassess your condition…”

Graham cupped his hands and smiled.

Elder Young suffered a sudden illness half a month ago, where his chest felt tight and he had difficulty breathing.

Graham was the one who cured Elder Young’s disease back then.

At that time, the two of them agreed that another review would be held in half a month, and if there no issues appeared in that later review, then the condition could be deemed completely cured.

“Thank you for taking the trouble, Graham.”

“You’re more than welcome, Elder Young. This is a must.”

After a few simple courtesies, Graham motioned for Elder Young to sit down. He then started by taking Elder Young’s pulse while checking the latter’s complexion once in a while.

Graham’s face slowly became stern.

Gilbert’s heart skipped a beat, and he could not help but ask, “How is my father’s complexion, Graham?”

“Elder Young’s complexion doesn’t look very good. His forehead has a grayish aura, and his lip corners are greenish-purple. This seems to be an ominous sign…” Graham frowned.

on his

“Greenish-purple lip corners?”

shocked to hear those

that Leon said the same

worry about though. Elder Young’s pulse is normal, so everything should

“That’s good.”

breathed a sigh of

different from that of Graham’s, they would almost certainly lean

carefully check Elder Young

pondered for

“Sure. We have some upstairs. Most

Gilbert, and everyone else went upstairs. Iris followed along too because she was

awkwardly in the hall,

Graham, Gilbert, and the others came back

I examined him earlier. Perhaps I was simply overthinking. Your poor complexion might just be a loss of vigor and blood, so I’ll prescribe something to replenish them. Take it for a few days and observe

the prescription to Elder Young, he bid farewell and

stabbed his heart and he began to

“Dad! Are you alright?”

and immediately carried Elder Young up. Only then did he realize that Elder Young’s eyes were closed, evidently because

my grandfather suddenly faint…” Iris

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