The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1922

Looking at their expectant looks, you could tell how important the words "Dr. Lennon" was.

When the hotel doors opened, and Sean and Zander strode out of the hotel, the patients gathered around them.

"Calm down... Line up!" Zander shouted.

He had a hard time getting the patients to wait in line. Cheryl had hotel security bring a table and a medical kit for

Sean.

After making all the preparations, Sean sat down and treated people.

Some influencers even came over to take videos and get some clout but were all chased away by hotel security.

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They did not let them come near. After all, Sean gave people free treatment to save lives, not for fame.

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Yale Residence.

Sherman carried a tray with a steaming cup of coffee on it. He knocked on the study door in front of him, and a

voice came from the study.

"Come in..."

Sherman entered the study and immediately saw a young man sitting behind his desk, reading.

The man was none other than Mr. Yale, who had gone to the hotel to make a scene earlier.

His name was Clinton Yale, and he was the head of the Yale family, Sherleen's eldest son. Sherman was the second

son, and they had a younger sister named Lola Yale. "Brother, did you stay up last night?"

Sherman asked, putting the coffee on the desk.

Clinton nodded, looked at Sherman, and asked, "Is Sean treating people again today?"

"Yeah..." Sherman replied.

Clinton snorted coldly before saying, "What miracle doctor? It's just for show."

"Whether it's for show, Mr. Lennon did treat people for free, and he has cured many people. That's an indisputable

fact," Sherman said with a chuckle.

Clinton raised his eyebrow at this. "You're my brother, yet you're taking his side and speaking up for him..."

"I'm just stating the facts," Sherman said with a bitter smile.

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Clinton snorted and said, "Anyway, I just don't like Sean... I don't believe he's better at medicine than I am."

"Clinton, you've studied abroad. You know about modern medicine. You're no match for Mr. Lennon in traditional

medicine," Sherman said helplessly.

"Really? I don't think so. I didn't abandon traditional medicine when I studied modern medicine. I'm good at both!

Just wait and see. I'll prove my medical skills and convince Sean!"

With that said, Clinton picked up his coffee as a mischievous smile formed on his lips.

"Giving people free medical treatment? Dr. Lennon, right? Haha, I'll see what you're going to do today!"

Sherman's face instantly changed when he heard this.

"Clinton, did you send someone to give Mr. Lennon trouble?" Sherman asked hurriedly.

"So what if I did? This is between Sean and me. Stay out of it!" Clinton said bluntly.