Chapter 15
Author: Pen thinker
last update2025-02-01 04:01:12

Not long after Malisa and Raymond arrived at the hospital.

The air in the VIP ward was heavy with the scent of antiseptic, the hushed whispers of doctors and nurses filling the space as Raymond and Malisa stepped inside.

Malisa’s grandfather lay motionless on the hospital bed.

A group of specialists stood nearby, their faces etched with frustration and uncertainty.

“We’ve done everything we can,” one of the doctors muttered, shaking his head.

“We still can’t determine the root cause.”

At that moment Malisa’s brows furrowed in concern before she turned to Raymond.

“Let him take a look,” she said firmly.

Upon hearing what Malisa just said.

A murmur rippled through the room as skeptical glances were exchanged. Then, a sharp voice cut through the tension.

At that moment her cousin Kelly looked Raymond up and down, immediately his jaw tightened.

“Malisa, you want this thing to have a look at grandfather?”

he said with a bitter mockery before facing Raymond "Are you a doctor?”

Raymond
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