"He's awake! Grandpa is awake!"
Lola shouted in excitement.
Sherman looked in disbelief at his brother Clinton and asked, "Did he really cure Grandpa?"
Sherleen said happily with a smile, "My son is so capable. I knew you wouldn't let me down."
Clinton walked up to Sherleen and said proudly, "Mom, I won't let you down, of course. I'm not some fake miracle doctor who swindles people. I'm a real doctor."
Clinton's remarks were clearly pointed at mocking Sean.
However, Sean said nothing, not even a word of rebuttal.
Sherleen turned to look at Sean and said calmly, "Mr. Lennon, my son has cured his grandpa, so I don't think we need you to do anything anymore, and the problem you were worried about didn't happen. In that case, please leave now."
After a pause, Sherleen said again to Sherman, "Although Mr. Lennon did nothing, he came to our house... Sherman, pay Mr. Lennon one hundred thousand dollars. Consider it payment for his house call."
Sherman's expression turned ghastly when he heard Sherleen's remark.
One hundred thousand dollars was a lot for an ordinary doctor.
However, this was the Yale family, and the speaker was the head of the Yale family. Paying one hundred thousand dollars as a house call fee was too little.
In Sherman's opinion, it had no difference with brushing off beggars.
Sherman looked awkwardly at Sean and did not know what to say.
Sean smiled and asked, "Is Cedric really cured?"
"What do you mean?"
Clinton pulled a long face and snapped, "Sean, I've channeled my grandpa's disease out of his body, and he's awake now. Is he not considered cured? Yes, I admit my grandpa is still weak after his long illness, but all he needs is rest. You're not nitpicking on a detail like that, are you?"
"Haha, turn and see."
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