The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203 Would He Heal Me?
At the Millers' villa.

Calvin Underwood, president of the Harmonfield Holistic Medicine Association, had a grim expression after checking Hank's pulse.

"Mr. Miller Sr., I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you. The dampness has penetrated too deeply. It would be impossible to save you even if Mr. Lennon Wilder, my master, were to intervene."

The Millers were gathered in the villa's main hall, each reacting differently.

If Hank's illness truly had no cure, it would drastically alter the family's power dynamics.

Under normal circumstances, Hank would now be making his final arrangements for the family.

Everyone was concerned about the allocation of his 45% share in the company.

It seemed that only Alice cared about saving Hank.

She stepped forward. "Mr. Underwood, I heard that Mr. Wright's father was in a coma recently, and every renowned doctor said he was beyond help.

"However, he made a miraculous recovery after Mr. Wilder treated him.

"The Wrights are even hosting a grand celebration this weekend for his recovery and they invited all of Brookhaven's elite.

"Mr. Underwood, I beg you, please ask Mr. Wilder to treat my grandfather. He can name a price—"

Calvin shook his head, interrupting her. "Ms. Miller, you must have heard wrongly. Old Mr. Wright wasn't cured by my master but by another remarkable healer."

"Another healer?" Hank's eyes suddenly lit up with hope. "Is there someone more skilled than Mr. Wilder?"

Calvin nodded. "Mr. Miller Sr., according to my Master, this person's medical skills have reached an unmatched level. There isn't a disease he cannot cure.

"Old Mr. Wright was on death's door. My Master said that this healer essentially pulled him back from the grasp of death itself and even added ten years to his lifespan.

"Even Mr. Timothy from the Dunns, who had already made funeral arrangements, was restored to full health after this healer's intervention.

"Recently, Timothy even attended a shareholders' meeting for the Dunn Group, as healthy as ever, if not more so."

Hank, overcome with excitement, stood up and asked respectfully, "Mr. Underwood, where can I find this healer? Would he consider helping me? I will agree to all of his terms!"

Calvin sighed. "Mr. Miller Sr., I'm not in a position to meet someone like him, much less convince him to treat someone."

"My Master was so impressed by him that he even offered to become his disciple, but the man refused ... "

"Mr. Underwood, please, just tell us his name and where we might find him. The Millers will be forever grateful," Alice pleaded.

Calvin pondered momentarily upon seeing the desperate look in both Alice and Hank's eyes. "Ms. Miller, I understand your urgency.

"While I can't approach him directly, I do know that he might attend Old Mr. Wright's celebration this weekend. If you go, you may have the chance to meet him.

"Show your sincerity, and perhaps he'll be moved to help."

Hank and Alice thanked Calvin sincerely.

Then, Alice handed him a bank card. "Thank you, Mr. Underwood! This is one million as a token of appreciation. Once my grandfather receives treatment from this healer, the Millers will reward you even more!

"Oh no, I forgot to ask his name in excitement," she added.

Calvin accepted the card. "According to my Master, the healer's name is Robin Ramsey. He recently arrived in Harmonfield and might still be staying here."

"Robin Ramsey?" Alice was shocked. "No way!"

Calvin raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Miller, are you implying that I'm lying?" He sounded upset.

Realizing her slip, Alice quickly explained, "Mr. Underwood, I apologize. It's just ... the name of this healer happens to be the same as someone I know and he also arrived in Harmonfield recently.

"I had just called off an engagement with the man and he's from an ordinary background. He can't be the person you're describing."

Hank nodded in agreement. "That's right, Mr. Underwood.

"Years ago, I made a marriage arrangement for my granddaughter with the descendant of an old friend, also named Robin Ramsey.

"In hindsight, I see that it was a mistake, a rash decision of my youth."

"Ah, I see." Calvin chuckled slightly. "There are plenty of people in this world with the same name."

After a brief pause, he added, "Mr. Miller Sr., your condition is quite unstable. You could experience a sudden decline at any moment."

"Mr. Underwood, is there any medicine that could temporarily stabilize him until we can reach the healer at Old Mr. Wright's celebration?" Alice got nervous instantly.

Calvin nodded. "There is an herb called Tillamisa. It can temporarily prevent the dampness from reaching the heart. However, after three months of use, its effectiveness will wear off within the body."

Alice's eyes lit up. "Where can we buy this herb?"

Calvin sighed. "Tillamisa is extremely rare. It grows deep within the desert sands, hidden far beneath the dunes, and is notoriously difficult to find."

"Deep in the desert?" Alice muttered, looking at Hank with despair. "We don't have enough time even if we set out now. And we don't even know if we could find it.