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Chapter 18 You Need a Man, Miss The young doctor's seat was in the first-class cabin, which was not far from the economy seats. He was one of the first who heard the announcement, but he did not take immediate action as an egoist. After all, saving someone was an unpaid job that entailed risks.

When the cabin door was opened, he saw a pretty lady in a suit wearing a Vacheron Constantin that cost over ten thousand dollars. It was not until then that he followed William to the cabin to volunteer himself to save the old man. If it was not for the calculated benefit in his head, the young neurosurgeon would not have shown up. Even if he failed to treat the old man, he could at least leave a good impression on the pretty lady Yet. William's words perturbed the young man. Ihat did this nobody just say? He sized William up. “Dude, stay out of this if you don't know anything. No one knows what's going on in his brain. We need the machines for diagnosis. How could you make that statement so groundlessly?" The nervous pretty lady looked at William, waiting for his answer. "Actions speak louder than words. I have a way to make him regain consciousness. That way, he will have more tto receive treatment in the hospital" He promised.

The young man sneered. "Are you sure about that? Are you a medical student? Or a doctor?" "I'm an itinerant doctor." "Itinerant doctor?" The young doctor scoffed and gazed at her. “Miss, itinerant doctors are no different from fraudsters. Don't buy it. The moment you leave the patient to his hands, it'll be too late to regret your decision A youngster beside the lady was furious as he yelled at William, "Scram, you fraudster!" William's brows knitted. "Fraudster? I heard that someone has a seizure, so I'm here to check on him. His condition is bad, and he won't be able to survive for more than five minutes." "Nonsense!" roared the youngster, grabbing William by the collar.

William, who did not wish to get into a fight, retreated out of the cabin. "Just a heads-up, he will froth in two minutes. Three minutes later, his limbs will turn blue, and he will have incontinence. Frustrated; he then returned to his seat without looking back. He headed over to check on the patient out of kindness and yet, they accused him as a fraudster. It was difficult to be nice these days.

Once he left, the young doctor snorted, "Fraudsters like him are detestable. Had I not seen through his intentions, we would've been in big trouble." "Thank you. Could you perhaps ease my grandfather's condition? The pretty lady did not give u up.

He sighed regretfully. "If we're in a hospital, there might be a way, but we have nothing here. I'm sorry!" As soon as he finished his words, the old man trembled and frothed with gritted teeth. It was an appalling sight to watch.

She shrieked, "Grandpa! What's wrong?!" The youngster's face fell/What should we do? He is frothing for real! It's all because of that b*stard. Damn 1/4 18-21 We Chapter 18 You Need a Man, Miss.

"Wait! The lady suddenly regained her composure as she observed the old man. "I'm coming with you, We have to ask him to check on Grandpa." "What? That guy?" He was reluctant. He's just a fraud” "Zip it!" She glared at him. "If he was ordinary, he wouldn't be able to point things out that accurately. Let's go and apologize to him." Is he skillful in medicine? the youngster wondered. He grew up respecting his sister, hence the meek concession. As a result, they went to look for William together.

In the meantime, the young doctor's expression seemed unwell. He got it right! Is he someone in the sfield? No way. How can an itinerant doctor point that out when I can't? Not long after William took his seat, a crew member led the lady and her brother to him. The second-class cabin was cramped, so they bowed deeply to William in the corridor.

"We're sorry for the misunderstanding, sir." The pretty lady stood in front of the youngster.

William's gaze did not avert from the magazine. "It's alright. I'm just a fraudster who knows nothing about medicine." if you do so.

"Sir, I know we're wrong, but please save our grandfather. I, Genevieve Welby, will be grateful if Please. She was on the verge of tears with those pleading eyes.

He could not stand it when a lady cried, let alone a pretty lady. Thus, he sighed in defeat. "Lead the way." She broke into a smile and quickly led him to the cabin. By the tthey returned, the old man's limbs had turned blue like what William had stated.

Naturally, it did not faze William one bit. He glanced at the patient and took out a golden needle to insert it into where the tumor was along the suture.

Increased intracranial pressure occurred due to the tumor, resulting in a hematoma. The needle pricked right at the hematoma, and after a twist of the needle, he removed it, blood oozing out of the pinprick.

Fully prepared for it, William caught the blood with a cup, and the hematoma dissipated just like that. The intracranial pressure decreased, so the nerves around the tumor were now free from pressure.

"Ack!" The old man heaved a long sigh and blinked his eyes several times, slowly regaining his composure. "What happened?" "Grandpa!" Genevieve helped him up.

The young doctor gaped at the scene. How did he do that? He saved him with just one pinprick! The youngster took a change in his attitude as he bowed deeply to William. I am so sorry, sir! I didn't know you were a doctor. Please forgive me." Ignoring him, William advised Genevieve, I managed to stall stfor your grandfather. Once you arrived at Archalon, take him to the hospital immediately." She thanked him again. "What's wrong with him?” "Brain tumor. It's quite deep, so there's a high risk furgery. He leveled with her.

2/4 48% Chapter 18 You Need a Man, Misn "Brain Tumor? How did you know that?" The young doctor chimed in.

William did not respond to him while the youngster was riled up. "Get out of here! If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have dragged so much time!" The young doctor left with a grim expression.

The old man held William's hands. "Thank you, young lad. You saved my life." "No sweat. Get srest. I should get going." "Sir, may I have your number?" Genevieve stopped him in anticipation.

William gave it a thought before leaving his nand contact number. Before he could leave, she suggested. "Mr. Barrett, we rented the whole cabin, so why not stay here with us? It's more comfortable." He gladly accepted the offer and took an empty seat. After settling the old man down, she approached William with a smile. "Where are you going, Mr. Barrett?" "To Archalon to see a patient." Genevieve, who perceived him as a genius doctor, seized her chance to learn from him. "Mr. Barrett, I'm losing sleep and am short-tempered lately. My period becirregular too. Could you check what's wrong with me?" He nodded. “Sure. Giveyour hand. He felt the pulse on her wrist to check on her condition without scanning her body. A while later, he said, "No big issue. Just get smore rest." "Are you sure?" She was worried. “Why do I keep losing sleep and have mood swings?" He pondered. "Easy. You're single, right?" She blushed. "Yeah." "Then, get a man. You'll be able to return to your prafter that." The lack of sexual life caused an endocrine disorder in her, so it was not a big deal.

Her face was burning as she let out a dry cough. "Thank you, Mr. Barrett." Only then did he have the leisure to observe the pretty woman in front of him. Her pencil skirt stretched to her knees, revealing her slender legs in light blue socks. Without the coat on her, the white shirt outlined her voluptuous body underneath. Based on her fashion taste, it seemed like she was a conservative one.

Throughout the conversation, William learned that the youngster was Victor Ford and that her grandfather was named Ezekiel Ford/She lost her NO. parents at a very young age, so she grew up with Ezekiel. Other than the three of them in the cabin, there were a few subordinates in black suits. The solemn air around them made them appear to be bodyguards.

Genevieve was not an ordinary person; she was either rich or born rich. William looked up Ezekiel's non the Internet, only to realize that he was the president of Wally Group; the millionaire company in Archalon. Meanwhile, her identity was close to that too. Not only was she the director of Wally Group, but she was also the president of its subsidiary, Oceania Media, making her a prominent young entrepreneur in the country. 3/4 18:21 Wed, 5 June H Chapte 18 You Need a Man Mies (48% She did not bother William any longer after that, so he spent the rest of the journey by meditation. The train finally arrived at Archalon, which was the last stop. He intended to take his leave first, but Genevieve insisted to give him a ride by asking a driver to take him to his destination. He did not mind the free ride since he was going to hail a cab anyway. In the end, he headed to Wyvern Hotel in a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, He revealed his nto the receptionist, who escorted him to a meeting room on the third floor, where a chubby man in his early fifties was waiting for him. In addition to his bald head, the bright smile on his face radiated brilliance as he rose to his feet. "We finally met, Mr. Barrett." William nodded. "Sorry to keep you waiting "Don't be. I cnot long ago." Svenson asked him to take a seat.

"Where is the patient?" "My precious daughter is reluctant to come. She's all tied up at work." Svenson smiled.

"Tellmore about her condition." "She's been disliking boys since she was fifteen. No matte

how handsthe guys are, she takes no interest in them. Plus, she vomits whenever she comes in physical contact with the opposite ahontact sex. Many doctors are at their wits' ends. One of my old friends toldabout recovering from his old disease and mentioned your name. So, I asked him a favor to arrange a meeting between us," recounted Svenson. X Something cto William's mind. Vomiting whenever she comes in physical contact with a guy? There's only one illness I can think of. I wonder if it's that.

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