The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 954

If Ava really took anything on the list, her condition would deteriorate.

No one could tell what would happen at that point.

Frank crumpled the prescription list right then and threw it into a nearby trash can. "No, you can't let her drink it. It'd just make your daughter's illness worse!"

"What?" Brenda was left stunned.

"Pfft—"

Jim snickered nearby, and pointed at Ava, who was still crying herself hoarse in Brenda's arms, shaking his head and smiling. "Grandpa, that's your mentor? Have you gotten senile? The girl's clearly having a cold with her intermittent coughs and stiffened vessels. And see how she keeps touching her neck? Her throat is affected too—there's no question that it's a cold, and a serious one at that."

He paused for a moment to laugh. "And that man is saying it's a heat condition? That's your mentor, Grandpa? Are you kidding me?"

"Huh…" Abel actually agreed with his grandson, as he could not see what made Frank diagnose the girl with a heat illness.

"Where did you come from?!" A doctor in a lab coat strode up to Frank just then and shoved him. "We don't have time for you to mess around! Move aside and wait in the queue, or leave. Quit bothering our patients!"

Seeing the doctor, Jim told Abel under his breath, "Gramps, that's Ferdy Zeller—he's a little famous, and I had to poach him from the south. He's been invited to many medical forums, too… and your mentor questioned his judgment? Well, this is going to be interesting."

Drawn by the argument, the other staff and patients turned toward them and soon encircled them.

"What's going on here?" Several security guards in dapper suits soon arrived.

Frank glanced at them briefly, but continued bluntly, "The girl is definitely suffering from a heat condition. Your prescription could kill her!"

"You're hilarious!" Ferdy laughed despite himself and looked pointedly at the crowd around him before pointing at himself. "I'm Ferdy Zeller! Anyone in this business knows my name. I've come to Morhen on the merit of my accomplishments as a healer, even though my old practice down south pays better! I have been invited to five national medicine forums, and I've treated hundreds of patients, if not thousands! Who do you think you are to question me?!"