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Chapter 705

Mireille rarely drank, and Larry had hoped to take advantage of her having a bit too much to drink to

find an opportunity for himself.

However, the entire night had passed without him even getting to hold

her hand.

Sighing, the silver-haired old man said, “You should call Sir Kennedy and have him prepare mentally.”

This statement terrified Atlas’ attendants, and one of them grabbed the old man’s collar. He shouted,

“Old man, why don’t you use the Eremochloa to save our young sir? I think you’re deliberately choosing

to watch as our young sir dies!”

They had been asking for Eremochloa the moment he entered the pharmacy, yet until now, the old man

had not taken it out to save the young sir. Was he not just deliberately letting the young sir die?

“Let go of my grandfather! I’ll give you the Eremochloa now!” Fanny dragged a chair over, stood on it,

and reached for the medicine in the

cabinet.

Nash wanted it too, right? If he did not save Atlas, then he would not

be getting it!

Nash furrowed his brows. Did he really have to resort to physical

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“Atlas Kennedy? What What happened to him?” Larry furrowed his

brows and inquired

Do you know ha

Mireille looked at Larry with puzzlement.

Larry nodded. “Yeah, he’s the third son of the Kennedy family i Capiton. We attended the same high

school, and he later went a for university!”

The Kennedy family was a top-tier family in Capiton, while Larry’s family was a third-tier family.

Seeing the precarious situation the Kennedy family’s son was in, Larry rubbed his chin and said,

“Mireille, see if you can help him. If you can get the Kennedy family to owe you a favor, you could get

your establishment to shine in Capiton in the future!”

Regardless of the outcome between himself and Mireille, he should do more for the Tanner family

considering the relationship between his grandfather and the Tanner family’s old man.

Now slightly sober from the alcohol, Mireille asked softly, “Mr. Donald, what’s wrong with Atlas?”

“He’s poisoned by a Seven-Starred Begonia! Can you cure him?”

Fanny came out with a box containing Eremochloa, glanced at Nash disdainfully, and then stared at

Mireille expressionlessly. She said, ” Since your grandfather’s grandmaster can’t even do anything

about it, you might as well give up!”

Brian Tanner was, after all, the number one miracle doctor in Jonford.

Mireille had been influenced by him since childhood, and that had

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created a solid foundation for her medical skills.

She was not only the campus belle back when they were in school but also a well-known academic

overachiever. The school even gave her

the nickname ‘Medical Fairy’. In short, she could easily ace all the assessments the school threw at

her.

Fanny wanted to see Mireille admit defeat today.

Mireille turned her head to look at Nash, only to see him staring fixedly at the box.

Nash noticed Mireille’s gaze and turned to her, asking, “Why are you looking at me? She’s looking at

you.

Mireille’s flushed cheeks concealed her embarrassment. She had

never even heard of a Seven-Starred Begonia before.

“Can’t you do anything about it either?”

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Mireille thought of calling her grandfather over, but if even Nash could not handle it, then her calling him

over would be useless..

“Is there any ailment I can’t cure?” Nash glanced at Mireille casually and continued indifferently, “They

offended me just now, so I simply

don’t feel like saving them!”

It was not difficult to cure one who was poisoned by a Seven-Starred Begonia. A set of needles and a

prescription of herbs would suffice.

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Fanny pursed her lips and continued to mock, “If you can’t do it, then just say so. Why look for

excuses?”

Mireille furrowed her brows slightly. “If he can’t do it, does that mean

no one in this world can?”

Nash’s mouth twitched slightly. That statement sounded odd.

Fanny handed the Eremochloa to her grandfather expressionlessly

and deliberately raised her voice as she said, “Atlas must have come looking for Eremochloa with

guidance given to him by a master. Just try using it!”

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