The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94 

Frank really despised oblivious people who kept running their mouths while he was trying to save one. 

It: 

was certainly not helpful for the ice–cold mind a healer needed. 

The burly man would retort, but Frank’s icy glare left him flinching, with a chill running down his 

spine. 

He promptly withdrew the words on the tip of his tongue as well, even though he was a veteran member of the reigning gang of East City. 

He just 

had the feeling that Frank was not bluffing–if he really breathed another word, Frank would really kill him. 

Meanwhile, since the burly man stopped talking, Frank turned and drew out the silver needles brought to him. 

He ran the first into the center spot on top of the patient’s head before inserting over twenty across the rest of the patient’s b*dy, making him look like a porcupine. 

Then, Frank pressed his entire palm over the man’s navel, reversing the flow of vigor, jolting the man awake, and making him cough up a mouthful of clotted blood! 

“Woah…” Janet was left gaping, impressed that Frank saved a dying man within minutes. 

His medicinal prowess would not pale in comparison to her grandfather’s! 

“Boss… Are you okay? How are you feeling?” The burly man hurried to the patient’s side, his jaw hanging open and his earlier angsty expression gone. 

The patient a middle–aged man named Kurt Stinson–waved him off, gesturing that he was fine. 

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He slowly looked up and nodded at Janet when he saw her. “You really are Dan Zimmer’s granddaughter… I would’ve died if not for you.” 

Janet smiled and shook her head–she was not the one who saved Kurt, and she was not about to claim credit for that accomplishment. 

Pointing at Frank, she said, “You misunderstand, Mr. Stinson. That gentleman was the one who saved you, not me. To be honest, I failed to diagnose you correctly in the first place, but Mr. Lawrence was wise and found the precise cause. It was also his treatment that saved you.” 

Kurt did a double take and turned toward Frank, studying him for a while. 

He was certainly surprised to find that Frank was so young–he had never heard of a young man with such profound medicinal skills after reigning in Riverton for so long. 

“May I have the honor of your name, sir?” he asked. 

“Frank Lawrence.” 

“What’s with that attitude, kiddo?!” The burly man from before was immediately annoyed. 

Kurt promptly shot him a look. “Be quiet, Bravo,”