Jim Loggins' grandfather was the famous Abel Loggins, but Jim was addressing Frank as grandmaster?!

Cid rubbed his temples as he felt thoroughly astonished by Frank's status.

"Get to the room down the hallway and the room upstairs."

Frank was pointing Jim where to go. "I stitched them up with pure vigor, and that takes centuries-old natural wonders to maintain it. The one in the room down the hallway is named Lauren Floss-I'll foot the bill for any medical fees, but the Sturgeons will pay for the patient upstairs."

Jim flinched at the way Frank described something so horrific and appeared even more humble just then.

At the same time, his imagination was running wild.

First and foremost, he had definitely heard Frank saying that he had stitched up incisions with pure vigor. Was that really possible? Did that not make Draconian traditional medicine even more ridiculous?

And to maintain the pure vigor with century-old herbs and have the incisions heal in a week?

It was simply ridiculous and unheard of!

he stood there, spacing out.

I'll get it done right

at the Loggins Apothecary staff he brought along, carefully carrying both patients

Jim asked, whipping out

lacked insight, he could at least see that the Sturgeons

the bill for everything Loggins Apothecary will charge for this in-house call, though this is the initial payment. Subsequent charges will be billed accordingly at a later date." And with a polite nod, Jim gestured at his staff

and flinched when he saw the charges that

"W-What..."

stared at Frank,

did not shy away, even shrugging nonchalantly. "Five hundred grand covers the kidney, but doesn't include the fee that I'm

"O-Okay..."

argue as his blank gaze

the rich and the powerful astronomical amounts, but what

must save his son even if it meant paying every last dime he had. However, going through with this meant selling off everything from his mansion to his expensive

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