Chapter: 151
Still suspicious, Florence scoffed at him, “Who knows what your true intentions are?”
“Mom, just let him in. He’s just showing his love for Granddad.” Dahlia quipped.
“Dahlia, this kid-”
“I’ll take responsibility if something happens.”
Florence was about to say something else but swallowed her words and stepped aside reluctantly.
“Thank you.” Dustin gave a nod of thanks and walked straight into the ward.
The sickly old man was ashen. He looked as though he had just experienced a stroke.
Dustin reached out to touch Henry’s hand. He was shocked to discover that, although his limbs were cold, an extreme heat emanated from under the pale skin. 1
“The Flaming Frost Poison?” Dustin pondered as he narrowed his eyes, silently coming up with treatment methods.
The Flaming Frost Poison caused the strangest symptoms. On the outside, the patient would be freezing cold while their insides were actually burning hot. Treating either symptom would be ineffective and could even backfire if the medication used was too strong. This explained why the doctors could not do anything to treat Henry.
“Dahlia, bring me some hot water,” Dustin ordered.
“Whatever for?” Dahlia was puzzled.
“Granddad’s weak, and he can’t hold on for much longer. I need to treat him now,” he explained grimly.
“You?” Dahlia frowned.
“What nonsense are you spouting now? Do you even know anything about medicine?”
“A little.”
“And you dare to show off? What in the world are you thinking?” Dahlia asked, visibly annoyed.
This was a person’s life they were talking about, not child’s play!
“Do you even know what you’re saying. Rhys? What makes you think you can cure him? Will you take responsibility if something goes wrong?” Florence chastised.
“Exactly! Old Mr. Nicholson’s already suffering enough, so why are you causing more trouble? Just stay out of the way!”
Everyone was unhappy as Dustin was nothing more than a self–absorbed punk in their eyes. How could he, a mediocre white–collar worker who had been fired and had achieved nothing outstanding in the past three years, know anything about curing diseases and saving lives?
“If I’m saying it aloud, it means I have faith in myself that I can cure him. Let me try,” Dustin responded in a determined voice.
“Dustin, will you stop messing around?” Dahlia snapped.
“You’re neither a doctor nor are you medically certified. How can you say that you can save him? I let you in to visit grandpa, not to boast!”
“Can you just trust me this once?” Dustin pleaded, upset. If he wasn’t sure he could do it, there was no way he would meddle with Henry’s life.