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The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 172
“You can ask him to try,” Graham said hurriedly.
“Oh yes! How could I forget about him? He said that he was about sixty to seventy percent sure that he
could cure it! That would mean he has a way to cure it!” Benedict rejoiced and immediately took out his
cell phone to call Leon. However, the smile on his face froze immediately after he realized that he
chased Leon away earlier.
Cynthia saw how awkward her grandfather was and took the initiative to say, ” Grandpa, that Leon guy
just left, so he’s probably still nearby. I’ll go get him to come back here and heal Grandma!”
“Okay. Hurry up and chase after him! Please remember to show your sincerity, even if it means having to
beg him…” Benedict instructed. He felt that it would be more sincere if his granddaughter was the one
who personally went to ask for Leon’s help. again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I understand…”
Without waiting for Benedict to say anything else, Cynthia rushed out like a bullet train and immediately
gave chase in the direction Leon went.
Outside the Shear’s residence, Leon went to the parking lot and was about to ride his motorcycle away
when a feminine voice shouted from behind.
“Stop right there, Leon!” Cynthia called out to Leon and chased after him
immediately.
“Is something the matter, Miss Shear?” Leon was puzzled by her sudden appearance.
“Yes, there is! My grandfather told me to go after you because he wants you to go back in there and cure
my grandma!” Cynthia snorted coldly. Her tone was polite in some respects, but her rather aloof attitude
suggested otherwise.
After all, she was the Shear’s cherished young miss, and her status was an extremely noble one. Leon,
meanwhile, was nothing more than an ordinary person who paled behind her in almost every aspect.
She felt like an absolute joke if she lowered herself just to beg for Leon to go back!
“He wants me to go back and heal his wife? I thought you people didn’t believe my medical skills?” Leon
was surprised by her statement and started wondering if he heard them wrongly.
“Well, we believe you now! The point is, you need to hurry up and come back with me!
“Cynthia said impatiently. She was in no mood to explain everything to Leon in such great detail and
decided to just reach out and grab Leon’s arm.
Leon was caught off guard, and Cynthia held his arm rather tightly too.
“I’m sorry, Miss Shear. I’m not really that confident in curing your grandmother’s condition. I suggest you
ask a proper doctor.” Leon said politely and shook Cynthia’s grip off with a flick of his arm.
When he offered to help cure Phoebe earlier, he only did so out of impulse. It was only when he calmed
himself down that he realized how serious that matter was!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter all, Benedict did not believe much–if at all–in his medical skills, and Cynthia seemed to be a little
too assertive when requesting him to help Phoebe, almost as if she ordered him to do so.
With the strength and influence that the Shears had, it would be all jolly and good if he could successfully
cure Phoebe’s illness. If he failed to cure her or if something happened midway through the treatment,
the Shears might just shoot him to death on the spot and bury him together with Phoebe!
For the sake of his life, he felt that it would be better for him not to thread on such muddy ground.
“What do you mean by that, Wolf?” Cynthia’s pretty expression changed drastically. She was under the
impression that Leon held a grudge after being chased away earlier, but she could not do anything about
it except grind her teeth with anger.
“Nothing in particular. I just feel that my medical skills aren’t good enough, and I wouldn’t dare to treat
someone carelessly. I’ve given you my suggestions before too. Graham, the Holy Doctor, is very good
with medicine. You and your family should ask him to try and cure your grandmother. I trust that he has a
higher chance of curing her than I do.”