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Chapter 992 The Gray Family Medical History

The person had his back against Toby; perhaps the person heard footsteps approaching him, so he turned around gradually to face him. It was none other than Tim, who had come up with an excuse that he was going to do the ward round!

Toby and Tim were unsurprised to see each other appear at this spot and clearly, they had both agreed to meet up right there.

“Just tell me, is it found in Little Leaf’s report?” Toby looked at Tim and spoke in a low voice.

Tim leaned against one side of the wall. “Fortunately, she’s fine. She didn’t inherit Titus’ kidney failure condition.”

As soon as Toby heard Tim’s reply, the tense expression on Toby’s face finally relaxed slightly. “That’s great.”

However, Toby was not entirely at ease because he recalled that Titus’ condition had just been discovered a few months back, which meant that over the past fifty-odd years, Titus’ kidneys were perfectly fine and it had been a sudden occurrence. Perhaps it had not been a sudden occurrence and Titus’ kidneys had actually decreased in function over the recent years without him realizing. Finally, he collapsed at the point when his kidneys had deteriorated beyond working conditions.

As soon as Toby thought of that possibility, he shut his eyes for a moment. When he reopened them, there was a solemn look in them. “Little Leaf hasn’t been diagnosed to have inherited that condition right now, but would it be possible that in the next ten or twenty years, she would end up inheriting that same condition and collapse in her fifties, just like Titus?”

Titus was the head of the Gray family, so it was virtually impossible that he had never done a thorough body check over the past ten years or so. If he had, it meant that he was never diagnosed in the first place and hence, healthy for the past decades. This could only mean that in recent years—or perhaps just within this year—the inherited condition had suddenly flared up within him. Toby was worried that Sonia would face a similar situation as Titus.

As soon as Tim heard Toby’s query, he reached into the pocket of his white coat and took out a packet of cigarettes. He retrieved one from the pack and placed it into his mouth before removing another one from the pack to hand to Toby. “Would you like one?”

he said that, he lifted

glinted under the light as he retracted the cigarette. “You don’t need to emphasize that last sentence.” Tim could clearly tell

to understand what Tim was on about and he impatiently urged Tim to continue, “That’s enough. Hurry up and answer my question. Will Little Leaf end up in the same

Tim did not respond but took out a lighter to light his cigarette. Perhaps his lighter was faulty and he tried multiple times to no avail. At that point, his

suit pocket and took out a gold-colored metallic lighter that had a carving of a

to take a look at it. As soon as he saw the expensive-looking lighter in his hands, his eyes lit up instantly. “If I’m not mistaken, this was custom-made for the Queen of Erendale and it is an identification token for the male member of the royal family. There are only two of these in this world. One belongs to her son while

to Erendale and met the Queen once. She

one that Sonia had confiscated from

be a gesture to emphasize her statement. She knew that even if he had the lighter in possession, he would keep his promise. That was also why he was able to retrieve the lighter

that moment, Tim lifted his thumb and there was a ‘clink’ sound as the lighter was uncovered; the fiery flames lit up too and subsequently, his cold expressionless

“What would you say if you gave this to me? You’ve quit smoking, right? You won’t need this lighter, then. After all, you won’t be lighting anyone’s

it was because of the luxurious lighter and he found that the puff of his

at Tim indifferently with an unperturbed expression, but Toby’s brows were even more tightly knitted. “I don’t mind

the lighter into the air and caught it with his hand. Finally, he started on answering Toby’s question, “Don’t worry. I reckon that

mean?”

cigarette in between his fingers. He gently tapped his index finger and some ash to the ground before continuing, “Well, do you think that you’re the one who has come up

test result might not be conclusive of any issue at all, so I wondered whether there was a chance that she would have a flare-up ten years down the line. As such, I investigated the Gray family medical history for those