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Chapter 209 Tyrone, who was pale and unconscious, lay on the bed in a spacious room in the Tinsleys’
house.
Several old men in their 50s and 60s surrounded the bed, all of them famous doctors from across the
country. “Dr. Larson, have you managed to figure out what’s wrong?” An old man in his 50s looked at
another old man. “Forgive my incapability. I don’t understand why Mr. Tinsley Sr. has weakened all of a
sudden either.”
The old man addressed as Dr. Larson shook his head with a bitter chuckle. This trip to Skyriv felt
traumatic to him. First, his hand had almost slipped in Clouspring, and now he was powerless to help
Tyrone here in Skyspring. Dr. Larson was Joaquin Larson, the celebrated doctor of Metrocity who had
gone to Clouspring to treat Yulene previously! Two nights ago, he was supposed to have a meal at
Shengville Hotel with Kayson, but the latter had left first because Lincoln had targeted Sadie and her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfamily. He had planned to go back to Metrocity as well and had come to Skyspring on the way to meet a
few friends for old time’s sake.
It was a coincidence that he had run into Tyrone’s health crisis and had been invited over. It was just that
Tyrone’s issue was a tricky one. Despite his extensive experience and knowledge, he had no idea what
kind of illness the old man had contracted.
A girl in a pleated skirt dashed into the room. “Grandpa!”
The girl had rosy cheeks and wet, shiny eyes. Her cherry lips quivered, making her look pitiful. This was
Tyrone’s granddaughter and Jeremy’s daughter, Shyla Tinsley. The moment she had heard that her
grandfather had collapsed, she had left school and rushed back despite the hour – long journey it had
taken to get to the area. Shyla sobbed upon seeing Tyrone lie on the bed looking pale as a sheet.
“Please save my grandpa!”
Joaquin, who saw that she was about to get on her knees, stopped her and sighed.” Sweetheart, it’s not
that we don’t want to. What we can do is limited.” Despair struck Shyla as she sobbed. “You’re the best
doctor in Metrocity. Can’t you do anything?”
Her grandfather was the best person to her in this world. She could not accept losing him so suddenly.
Joaquin sighed. “I’m sorry. I’ve really done my best…” Jeremy entered the room upon finishing a call.
“Dad…” Shyla was teary-eyed.
Jeremy told her solemnly, “Don’t worry. Your grandpa has one last chance.” “Really?” A glimmer of hope
sparked in Shyla’s wet eyes. The other prominent doctors looked surprised, and one of them said, “Since
even Dr. Larson can’t help… did you manage to get the Living Reaper, Mr. Tinsley?”
Jeremy chuckled dryly. “Those who are close to him can barely find him given how elusive he is.
Besides, is it only me?
“I asked another miracle doctor to come. He’s coincidentally in Skyspring, so I’d like to make one last
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmattempt.”
The old doctor sighed. “I’m not trying to discourage you, but it seems that anyone would be trying in vain
unless the Living Reaper himself came.”
It was grating to the ears, but it was the truth. Joaquin stayed silent, but his mind went to the young Dr.
Yarde in Clouspring. Shyla asked worriedly, “Dad, is there hope that this person you mentioned can
help?” “I don’t know.” Jeremy looked grim. “I’m betting on it.” Shyla widened her eyes. “Dad, you didn’t
get some illegitimate doctor, did you? Grandpa can hardly go through anything harsh now.”
“He’s not like that. At the very least, his skill is higher than the skill of Clouspring’s Zachary Ewell. He’s
the one who helped when your grandfather fell ill last time,” Jeremy replied.
That placated Shyla a little, but she was still worried and skeptical. After all, Joaquin was the third-best
doctor and even he was powerless! Over half an hour later, their home helper came upstairs.
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