The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 969 Help!



"No way! This just won't do!"

Grant jumped in quickly. "Aaron, your stomach pain isn't a punishment from God! It's probably something you ate that upset your stomach. I know a doctor-Damian, one of the top four in D.C. He owns Eternal Spring; he can fix anything. You've been in pain long enough; let's get him to check you

out."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and immediately replied, "Thank you, Grant! Please get Damian here! It feels like my stomach is in knots, like a million ants are crawling around, tearing me apart from the inside!"

"Hang on, Aaron!"

Grant rushed to bring Damian over.

Damian wasn't a fool; he didn't treat patients out of the goodness of his heart. He was in it for the money! Still, he was skilled-after all, he made it to the top ranks in D.C.

Damian approached Aaron, eyeing him closely.

At a glance, Aaron's pale face told Damian he was definitely not well. It wasn't a case of bad nutrition; Aaron wasn't poor and couldn't afford food.

Though Aaron's face was yellow, it clearly indicated he was sick, and this illness was no small matter.

What exactly was wrong? Just a surface inspection wouldn't tell him everything.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Damian knew he needed to dig deeper!

But he wasn't going to treat anyone without payment first. His rule was simple: no money, no medicine.

Turning to Aaron, he asked, "Are you sure you want me to help you?"

“Damian, please help me! My stomach is killing me!"

"Don't worry, Aaron. As a doctor, it's my duty to heal. I'm here to help."

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Aaron was taken aback.

"$1 million? Are you serious? For a stomach ache?"

That was outrageous!

Honestly, though, while that was a ridiculous amount, Aaron was a jade expert. The jewelry business could be incredibly profitable; sometimes, the price difference on jade could reach tens of millions, even billions.

So, while $1 million was a lot, it wasn't something he couldn't handle.