Chapter: 81
“Oh, you mentioned you still need some rare herbs?”
“Why? Have you found them?” Dustin immediately perked up.
“Not yet. But I know someone who can help you. He was bom into a family of doctors, and he collects many valuable herbs. Maybe he has what you need,” Natasha explained.
“Oh? Who is it?” Dustin inquired.
“Follow me and you’ll find out.”
Natasha didn’t give more details. She took Dustin’s hand and went to the lounge on the second floor. There were two men in the lounge room. One of them was Natasha’s grandfather, Andrew Harmon. The other was a burly man who looked about a couple of decades older than Dustin.
The man was wearing a suit that made his muscles bulge. He had a calm expression on his face. It was apparent he was no ordinary person.
“Mr. Rhys, you’re here! Have a seat!” Andrew immediately gestured for him to sit once Dustin entered the room.
“How are you feeling, Old Mr. Harmon?” Dustin asked politely.
“Much better. It’s all thanks to you. If not, I would have lost my life.” Andrew smiled.
“It’s nothing.” Dustin said modestly.
“Mr. Rhys, I would like to introduce someone to you.”
Natasha pointed at the other man.
“This is Duane Welch, an expert in medicine. He’s from Millsburg and has a lot of experience. You can ask him if you need anything concerning medicine.”
“I’ve met you before.” Dustin nodded.
“I didn’t know you were going to introduce someone so young to me. I don’t know if he has what it takes.” Duane sized him up disdainfully. He had personally come because he heard there was a famous doctor in Swinton. He hadn’t expect it to be this unremarkable boy.
What a waste of his time!
“Mr. Welch, you can’t judge a book by its cover. I’ve personally witnessed Mr. Rhys‘ skill. He’s on par with other experienced doctors!” Natasha reassured him.
“Is that so? If that’s the case, he should evaluate me and see if he could diagnose anything.“Duane started to get ready for an evaluation. It was obvious he was trying to make things difficult for Dustin.
“There’s no need. I can recognize what disease you have in a glance,” Dustin responded.
“In a glance?” Duane was slightly startled.
“Are you joking? You can diagnose me by just looking? Even the senior doctors in Millsburg can’t do that!”
“I don’t know if others can do it. But I can indeed see what disease you have.” Dustin was very certain.
“Alright! Then I would really like to know what you have diagnosed!” Duane joked lightly.
“You have a weak pulse, and you often become breathless. Your chest area especially is infected, and in addition to the internal injuries you suffered before, you are now terminally ill!” Dustin explained in a breath.