Chapter 102

"Grandpa! Is what he's saying true? How could that be possible?" Sherlyn Holt gasped in disbelief.

The old man let out a bitter smile and nodded,

"Yes, Sherlyn. Around midnight, every night, I've been suffering from severe abdominal pain. I've had my medical team and a few highly regarded doctors examine me privately, but none of them could find the cause.

"Since I wasn't experiencing any other issues, I didn't want to worry you, so I kept it from you."

After revealing this, his expression grew thoughtful. "I never thought that I would

encounter such a young master healer here in Avesburgh at my age. It seems fate is being kind to me."

Jairo and Sherlyn were stunned and speechless. How could they believe that Felix, whom they had initially dismissed as a charlatan, was now being hailed as a master healer?

"Sherlyn, apologize to him."

respectfully, "I'm sorry for my rash behavior earlier. Please, forgive me

diagnose her grandfather's condition without

help. Your grandfather has dedicated his life to serving the country, so how could I stand by and do nothing now that I've encountered him?" The old man, Ernest Holt, was moved by Felix's words. Indeed,

didn't get your name,

name is not important,"

place for you to treat my

his head and gestured toward Ernest. "Here is

Ernest's abdomen with his right hand, gradually increasing his speed. Even Jairo, who had seen many powerful people in his lifetime, was astonished. Felix's movements were so quick and precise that his hands blurred, making it

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only a skilled doctor but

flicked, and the silver needles that had been

a mouthful of blood,

cried

lips, smiled. "Don't worry, Sherlyn. I feel better than I have in years. Young miracle healer, your skills are

a form of Southeast Drasian voodoo. The curse was cut short before it could be fully completed, which is why it

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