BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 579
Chapter 572
"Stop talking nonsense! Even the best doctor in Havaria would not dare make such promises!" Asher said with a sneer. "For
Grandpa Alfred's condition, only a snake oil salesman would guarantee a cure!"
"Ms. Henderson must be confident if she's making such a promise," Jude said in Yolanda's defense.
He was regaining his composure now. He was so panicked after hearing about his father's diagnosis that he had nearly forgotten
that he'd specifically invited Yolanda to treat him.
After all, Yolanda had managed to save the critically ill Jude when all the doctors at the district hospital said they could not save
him. That was why Jude had absolute faith in her medical abilities.
"Young lady, medicine is a serious matter and not something to brag about!" Paul frowned at Yolanda as he lectured her in
"When I was your age, I had only just graduated early from medical school and started my residency. Your arrogance at such a
young age is... is ridiculous!"
As he was a foreigner, no one paid much attention to Paul's awkward word choices. Asher chimed in, "Stop bragging. If you can
cure Grandpa Alfred, I'll worship the ground you walk on!"
"That's right. If you can cure Mr. Kaufman Senior, I'll gladly become your student!"
Both Paul and Asher were skeptical of Yolanda's abilities. Asher, especially, had already disliked how pretentious Yolanda was.
Now, he behaved even more aggressively. "But if you're lying, I'll break your legs myself to teach you a lesson. We'll see if you
dare to say such things ever again!"
"What do you think, Mr. Kaufman Senior?" Yolanda ignored Asher's threats and turned to Alfred. After all, the final decision
rested with him regardless of what others said.
Alfred studied Yolanda silently and weighed his options. Medical treatment could be a matter of life and death. One wrong move
could be fatal.
Yet looking at Yolanda's confident demeanor, he found himself unable to refuse. Surprisingly, he realized he was not opposed to
letting her treat him.
"Can you really cure me?" Alfred asked calmly.
"Yes." Yolanda nodded. "With no side effects."
"Very well then! I'll let you treat me." Alfred let out a hearty laugh. "But how do you plan to do it? Surgery or..."
"Acupuncture." Yolanda pulled out her set of silver needles from her coat pocket and placed them on the coffee table.
"Grandpa Alfred! You can't let her treat you!" Hearing Alfred agree to let Yolanda treat him made Asher shout in alarm.
Though he had talked tough earlier, he'd assumed Yolanda was just boasting and would not actually attempt treatment. He
started to panic when he saw her taking out her acupuncture tools. He viewed Alfred as family. He could not stand by and watch
him put himself at risk.
Even Paul hurriedly waved his hands in protest and said, "Mr. Kaufman Senior, no! You can't let her treat you!"
"It's fine. I'll let her do it." Alfred calmly waved off their concerns, gesturing that they should not try to dissuade him anymore.
"You should stop this! If anything happens to Grandpa Alfred, not only will the Kaufmans come after you, but I won't let you off
either!"