Sherman looked unassuming in casual attire, while his older brother, Clinton, wore a white lab coat, a typical doctor outfit.

Sean could smell the medicine coming from him from a distance.

"It's you!" Clinton looked blankly at Sean and Zander as they walked in before frowning deeply.

"Lola, why did you bring him here?" Clinton turned to look at his sister Lola and asked angrily.

Lola knew Clinton would be angry because she already knew her brother was humiliated by Sean.

She quickly said, "Clinton, Sherman told me to get Dr. Lennon."

Lola immediately blamed Sherman.

turned to glare at

shouldn't give up even a sliver of hope for a cure. It's

Sherman. However, he was still upset

as Grandpa, of course. But

"Really? You haven't started treatment since this morning. You're

down as

Clinton. Whenever they had a problem, he was usually the first to budge. However, these were minor

and a matter of

confident. I'm just

been hours. Grandpa is still in a coma. How long do you need to prepare? Won't it be too late when you're only ready

argue, Lola rushed out of the living room and brought over her mother,

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