Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 1912

The attending doctor did not know what to say. Samuel closed the door and locked it.

"Godfrey, if anything happens to Dad, you are the only one to take the responsibility. You are the only one who speaks for this little boy." Lionel gritted his teeth and said to Godfrey. He seemed to want to pass the buck to Godfrey.

Godfrey now understood one thing-being kind and being bullied. The kinder he behaved, the more he would be bullied. So now in the face of Lionel, Godfrey would no longer lower his voice.

"Lionel, hasn't anything happened to dad yet? What do you mean by 'something happened'? Is dad dead, or is dad cured? What do you want to see?" Godfrey asked one question after another, which made Lionel suddenly silent.

Almost all the members of the Sue family knew that Lionel hoped that the Old Master would die in his heart, because he absolutely had no chance to return to the Sue family with the Old Master.

On the contrary, the Old Master was dead and the power of the Sue family was controlled by the Old Madam. He still had a chance to return to the Sue family or even to the company.

"Why don't you say something? Do you want Dad to die? It's such a simple choice, yet you can't even answer it?" Godfrey continued.

"Bullshit." Lionel was on the verge of a desperate situation. Even if everyone knew that he wanted the old master to die, he could not admit this thought.

"Well, you two stop arguing. It's not the right time to talk about this. Is it still useful?" The Old Madam's words made the two of them shut up.

In the ward, Samuel walked to the bedside, he had already felt that the Old Master was dying. His body had almost come to an end. In this case, no matter how good the doctor was, he would not be able to change the situation.

Unless the god descended into this world, the old master would have a chance of passing through this difficult trial.

Coincidentally, Samuel had the power of the god.

As long as he didn't give up his last breath, no matter what kind of serious illness it was, Samuel could cure it easily.

In Samuel’s eyes, this disease was no different from having an ordinary cold.

"Old man, you're lucky. If I'm late, I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to sweep the grave for you," Samuel said with a smile.

Holding the Old Master's hand, the power in Samuel's body continuously flowed into the Old Master's body and repaired his organs.

It was a great exhaustion of power for Samuel, causing cold sweat to seep out of his forehead.

However, the Old Master's face gradually turned ruddy.

He was just one step away from reporting to the Varna Hall. In just a few minutes, his body functions were completely restored, and he even opened his eyes.

When the Old Master saw Samuel, he was still confused. He didn't know what had happened.

The Old Master said slowly to Samuel, "You... why are you here?"

"If I weren't here, I'm afraid you would have already died," Samuel said.

The Old Master knew his illness well, and even he was ready to die at any time.

But now, the old master was surprised to discover that there wasn't any pain in his body, and his limbs were also full of strength, as if he'd become much younger.

"What... what's going on?" The Old Master asked Samuel in horror.

"I've cured you," Samuel said.

The Old Master stared at Samuel with wide eyes. He could not believe what he had just seen.

"Cured?"

Samuel was still a child, and so was Yvonne.

Could it be that Samuel liked Yvonne, which was why he had done so many things?

But it was just a girl. Was it worth it for Samuel to do so many things?

In the Old Master's view, Samuel was not just a friend of Tagliare's boss. If he wanted a woman, there must be countless people. Why did he spend so much effort on Yvonne?

"I know you have a lot of doubts, but you are not qualified to know these things. You just need to

remember what you should do and how to do it," Samuel said.

The Old Master nodded. He didn't even dare to ask how Samuel cured him.

Walking to the door of the ward, Samuel opened the door and saw the attending doctor with a sullen face.

The attending doctor saw Samuel’s expression was ugly. He smiled proudly and said, "Kid, are you satisfied with what you've done? I can't cure him.

How dare you boast shamelessly? Do you regret it now?"

"Who told you that I had boasted? Where did your confidence come from?" Samuel smiled faintly.

The attending doctor turned up his nose at him. At this time, the little guy was still reluctant to admit it. Could he cover up the truth?

Of course, the truth would not be covered up!