NovelEnglishChapter 607 Ramiro just looked at Isla calmly, his voice tinged with fatigue. "It's not necessary, Miss Saunders." Ramiro couldn't help but start coughing violently again, his face as white as a sheet of paper.
Sylvia frowned at the disciple who had been patting him on the back. "How long has he been coughing?" "My master has poor lungs since he was young. He starts coughing when exposed to cold air and it has become increasingly severe over the years." The disciple's eyes were red with concern for Ramiro. "He was recently diagnosed by the hospital..." Before he could finish speaking, Ramiro interrupted him. "River Cantrell, shut up!" "Master!" River couldn't help but cry out softly. "Please, let's go overseas for surgery to remove your lung cancer cells so you can live many more years." So it was cancer...
After hearing River's words, almost everyone present sighed and looked sympathetically at Ramiro.
Ramiro had stopped coughing now and had been covering his mouth all along until he spread his palm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen River saw the blood-red in Ramiro's palm, he immediately pulled out a tissue and rushed towards him.
"Master, let's go now! Don't look for anyone who's fit for you zither; you've gone many places and tested many people!" He hastily wiped away the blood from Ramiro's palm while tears fell down like raindrops.
Ramiro shook his head weakly while holding onto his zither tightly with an exhausted look in his eyes. "No, | must find that person. | have to give my Phoenix to him... | must give my Phoenix to him. Otherwise, I'd rather take Phoenix into my grave!" He swayed like a candle flickering in the wind about to be extinguished any moment, but there was still a strong desire to search for that person in his eyes.
If it weren't for such a strong desire, his life might have ended long ago.
Just then, Sylvia squatted down, went up in front of the master and disciple, and took Ramiro's pulse accurately yet professionally.
All present were stunned by her gesture.
River looked anxious,"What are you doing? | must take my master to hospital right away!" Sylvia glanced expressionlessly at him,"Can't you tell what I'm doing?" Taking pulse! The MI6 members were shocked that Mrs. Maskelyne could take pulse.
It was a skill that seemed so distant from their lives. Yet they heard it and even saw it.
Could this be a hoax? Isla looked at Sylvia strangely. "Miss Andrews, if you don't understand, maybe you shouldn't do these strange things. If it delays the treatment of the Old Mr. Cantrell, you won't be able to bear the responsibility.” "Is there something strange about taking pulse?" Sylvia lifted her eyelids and spoke coldly.
"The Old Mr. Cantrell is not an ordinary person," Isla said cautiously, as if Sylvia was causing trouble on purpose. "I'm afraid you'll cause trouble for Master Franklin..." Sylvia couldn't be bothered with an Angelic bitch like Isla.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe carefully took his pulse and consulted Ramiro about his daily routine and eating habits.
Ramiro didn't seem to be repulsed by her behavior too much and answered truthfully.
After all, he was too tired to resist or provoke Sylvia.
He sat weakly on the sofa as if he had passed out if not for his chest still rising up and down.
"You have severe lung heat with multiple nodules in your lungs," Sylvia withdrew her hand from him and took out a bottle of medicine from her bag before pouring out one pill and giving it to Ramiro."This can temporarily relieve your discomfort so that your coughing won't be so severe." "Miss Andrews, are you sure?" River hesitated.
Isla stepped forward with furrowed brows towards Sylvia. "Miss Andrews, is this medicine really effective? Don't just give others any random medication; some medicines are poisonous! If you don't know anything about them, then don't give them casually.” She really couldn't stand how pretentious Sylvia was acting: pretending she knew everything while taking pulses - ridiculous! But in front of Franklin, she spoke very tactfully.
Ramiro sighed deeply before saying to River, "Forget it; It's just one pill after all... How long can my dying body last anyway? | believe Miss Andrews wouldn't harm me since there are so many witnesses here today.” "Trust her this one time," Ramiro signaled to River to bring the medicine over. "I heard that yesterday, the old Mr. Bennett was awakened by a young woman using acupuncture needles, and that woman came from Larro.” River reluctantly took Sylvia's pill and handed it over to Ramiro. He observed the pill for a moment before placing it directly into his mouth. "So, Sylvia, you're the one who woke up the old Mr. Bennett?"
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