The winter sun always brought about a unique warmth.
Sam placed a pillow on the wheelchair while Zachary helped Dr. Felch into it. He then placed a blanket over Dr. Felch and ordered Sam to light the fire.
A dying person would definitely be afraid of the cold, so Dr. Felch desperately needed to warm himself up now.
After making sure Dr. Felch was comfortable underneath the blanket, Zachary told Hayley to feed Dr. Felch some hot soup.
Basking underneath the sun, Dr. Felch warmed himself up before the crackling fire and drank some soup before regaining his senses. He squinted at Zachary and summoned his energy to say, “Thank you!”
“No problem. You saved my wife and kids,” Zachary answered, reaching out to wipe the stain on his lips.
Back then, he didn’t even get a chance to take care of his own grandfather.
Now that the chance had arrived, he wished to repay Dr. Felch’s favor.
“I’m sorry…” Dr. Felch mumbled apologetically.
He stared at Zachary, guilt evident in his gaze. Though he couldn’t speak coherently, Zachary’s illness remained a niggling concern in his heart.
For his entire life, he saved countless lives and did many good deeds.
Before he got sick, he even treated Charlotte and Ellie, repaying Richard’s favor from years ago.
If anything, he should be able to rest in peace.
However, whenever he saw Zachary, guilt would rise in his heart. I wasn’t as strong as before and ignored his condition. Though I want to treat him, my stamina is lacking.
Dr. Felch initially wanted to write the treatment plan so Sam and Hayley could treat Zachary even after he was dead, but he had no idea he’d breathe his last breath before the plan was completed.
“The number of one’s days is fixed,” said Zachary as he took Dr. Felch’s hand. “Don’t worry about me.”
“I didn’t know Francesco was Dr. Felch’s apprentice,” Zachary mused in surprise.
The legendary Francesco did not have a fixed address and was travelling constantly. Besides being a skilled doctor, he was also skilled in defensive skills.
At the mention of his apprentice, Dr. Felch let out a long sigh.
“Keep it.” Sam offered the paper to Zachary.
After accepting it, Zachary folded it carefully before placing it in his pocket. He turned to Dr. Felch and said, “Thank you!”
Dr. Felch squinted his eyes and stared into the distance, waiting for Charlotte to arrive.
Zachary had just told Ben to call her when a car rolled to a stop outside. Ben dashed out at once.
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