My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1266

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Julian understood now why they said to never judge a book by its cover. This young man who looked barely in his 20s actually possessed medical skills so legendary that it was as if he created flesh from nothing. 

“I’ve accepted 1.2 billion from your lady, so of course, I’ll keep my promise to heal your hand.” 

“I’ll give you a prescription. For the next month, refrain from using your hand until it is completely healed.” 

Nash took out his phone to note down the prescription. Suddenly, Isadora leaned in close to Nash, a fragrant breeze enveloping him. Nash instinctively backed away, raising his gaze to this exquisite face before him. 

He saw her blinking her clear eyes at him as she held out her phone with a QR code on display. “Mr. Calcraft, take my number. You can send the prescription to my phone!” 

“My contacts are full,” Nash decisively refused. 

Isadora smirked. “I’ll offer you 200 million to buy your friendship!” 

Nash’s brows furrowed slightly. “Hmph, do you really think money can buy anything?” 

“500 million.” 

“You can keep trying, but I don’t have the habit of saving numbers.” 

“A billion.” 

Nash brought up his own code. Isadora raised a brow and scanned it, saving his number. There was indeed nothing that money could not solve. If anything, there was so much more that could be spent. 

Nash tapped away at his phone screen, calmly jotting down dozens of medicinal herbs and their respective quantities. When he received the notification of the money being transferred on his screen, Nash immediately sent the prescription to Isadora. 

“Rest well. Goodbye!” 

Nash pocketed his phone and turned to leave. 

Isadora’s bright eyes followed Nash’s departing figure, a smirk playing on her lips. “What an interesting man.” 

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Violet was completely speechless. “Dora, even if you’re wealthy, you can’t spend money like this. The noble families in Henley City would’ve fought to the death for your contact 

number…” 

Treating an illness for a billion, getting a number for a billion… It was absolutely outrageous, ridiculously outrageous. 

“This isn’t Henley City.” Isadora ruffled Violet’s hair. “You’ll understand soon.” 

Violet wrinkled her nose and went to the couch, fishing out her phone to play games. 

“Mr. Tomlin, what do you think of Nash?” Isadora asked softly.