The Guardian's Sword

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Clinton was an heir of the Yale family. He was the heir of a wealthy family and handsome, so he never lacked

women around him. He never took any protection and had many women around him, yet none of them had given

him a child, which had said a lot.

"I don't believe it... I don't believe it! Damn it. I don't believe I can't cure him!" Clinton roared angrily.

The servant was startled, not knowing why his young master had suddenly lost his mind.

Someone suddenly hurried into the study.

"Clinton! Something has happened. Grandpa's illness acted up. It seems serious this time. I'm afraid he can't survive

it!"

The person who broke into the study was none other than Sherman, the second heir of the Yale family. Sherman

looked eager as he spoke quickly.

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Clinton calmed down at this, but he was utterly pale.

"Come on. Let's check it out. I've basically mastered all the traditional medicine theories in Dr. Humphrey's 30

medical books. I can treat Grandpa myself."

Clinton got up and led Sherman out of the study into the depths of Yale Residence.

East World Hotel's side entrance.

It was already 3 p.m., and Sean had planned to end at noon. However, there were too many patients, and many

people looked forward to his treatment, so he could not refuse. It was only now did he finish diagnosing everyone

who came to see him.

"Put the things away," Sean said to Zander.

Holding a business card in his hand, Zander said with a chuckle, "Commander, the girl you cured is called Lyla

Ledger. She works in White Rose Nightclub."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sean looked at Zander in confusion.

He did not expect Zander to suddenly bring it up.

"Yeah. Well... I'm just saying we should relax once in a while... I don't want to go to a nightclub. I only think it makes

no sense if we don't experience Midwich's local customs since we're already here..." Zander babbled, looking

embarrassed.

Sean could not help laughing. It suddenly occurred to him that Zander had never been with a woman in all those

years since following him to war.

"Alright, alright. Say no more. I know what you mean..." Sean smiled as he nodded, saying, "Two days. We can

explore when we're free in two days."

Zander instantly burst into laughter when he heard this.

Just then, a royal blue Porsche suddenly sped up.

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Once it reached East World Hotel's main entrance, the Porsche drifted and came to a screeching halt in front of

Sean and Zander.

The car door opened, and a pair of beautiful legs got out of the car. Red high heels made a crisp sound as they

stepped on the ground.

One did not have to look at anything else. Just look at the car and the heels that the beautiful legs were stepping

on, and you could tell the young woman was no ordinary person.

She must be a member of an influential family. Members of ordinary wealthy families would not have such

elegance.

"Are you Dr. Lennon?" The young woman who got out of the car walked over at a light pace and stood still in front

of Sean and Zander.

"I'm Sean Lennon..." Sean replied calmly.

"Come with me. The money on this card is yours whether you can cure the person I ask you to cure."

With that said, the young woman took out a bank card and slammed it onto the table.

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