Chapter 1291


    “Grandpa, what are you doing? Leon is my boyfriend and if you want him out, I’m going with him!” Iris


    had not expected Patrick to treat Leon with such disrespect and was about to drag Leon outside in a fit


    of rage.


    “Iris, don’t leave!” Damian panicked and stopped the two from leaving, before turning to Patrick. “Dad,


    they are guests, after all. Just let Leon stay!”


    “But…oh, alright.” Patrickpromised with resignation.


    Just then, following approaching sounds of footsteps, Penny stepped inside with an old man in his


    sixties; next to the old man was a young assistant who held a briefcase.


    “Mister Yair, we’ve been waiting for you for the longest time!” Patrick greeted the man respectfully.


    “I’m sorry, Elder Scammell, I’ve been too busytely. Please forgive me for the dy…” Mister Yair


    smiled apologetically.


    “You are too kind, Mister Yair. I am forever grateful that you are willing to make time for Damian, I’ll


    leave him in your hands,” Patrick said.


    Damian started noticing difort in his legs two years ago and waspletely rendered immobile in


    recent months. Since then, the Scammells had been seeking help from different doctors, but none of


    them could help.


    Mister Yair came from an ancient lineage of martial artists and was a reputed doctor for rare diseases.


    A month ago, Patrick sent out an invitation to Mister Yair, but Mister Yair had been far too upied to


    respond to it right away.


    “By the way, Leon, you are a great doctor as well. Why don’t you treat my uncle?” Iris said.


    Her mind had been upied with her reunion with her family and hadpletely forgotten about what


    Leon was capable of until Mister Yair appeared. With his skills, it would not be challenging to cure


    Damian of his illness.


    “There’s no rush. The Scammells have already hired someone else. Let them do their thing for now,”


    Leon said.


    Though Patrick and Damian were prejudiced against him, Damian was Iris’s uncle by blood and Leon


    could not possibly refuse to treat Damian. If Mister Yair was skilled enough to cure Damian, it would be


    ideal; but should he fail, Leon would surely step in.


    “Yeah, you are right.” Iris nodded.


    The Scammells had waited a long time for Mister Yair toe and she could not ask him to simply


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