Chapter 1292


    Mister Yair checked Damian with medical equipment and soon came to a conclusion.


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    “Mister Yair, how is Damian?” Patrick blurted out asking.


    “If I’m not mistaken, Damian has been attacked and suffered damages to his nerves in the past, which


    worsen over time, rendering him immobile,” Mister Yair said confidently.


    “Yes, that’s right. I’ve indeed suffered injuries before at the hands of the Libertons.” Damian nodded.


    The Libertons were the Scammells‘petitors in business and Damian had been involved in a conflict


    with the Libertons two years ago, which ended with him being injured by a few Libertons. Since then,


    he started experiencing difort in his legs, which progressed into aplete loss of senses.


    Hence, he had always suspected his current condition to be a result of the fight two years ago.


    Reminded of the fight, his resentment for the Libertons grew, and at the same time, he was impressed


    by Mister Yair for making such a precise diagnosis.


    “Mister Yair, can Damian be cured?” Patrick asked in anticipation. He had hired countless doctors to


    treat Damian in the past, but none of them had been able to help; on the contrary of those doctors,


    Mister Yair managed to tell that Damian had been injured in the past after simply checking him over,


    which meant that Mister Yair was far more skilled than the ones Patrick had hired in the past.


    Instantly, Patrick and Damian were both impressed and hopeful.


    “Of course! This is nothingpared to some of the cases I’ve dealt with!” Mister Yair smiled smugly.


    “Great!”


    Both Patrick and Damian were overjoyed. Damian, who had been suffering from his condition, had to


    put up with Nigel’s father for attempting to steal his position as the family heir, and if Mister Yair could


    fix his legs, all problems would be resolved so he was excited beyond words.


    “Mister Yair, I’ll leave it to you. If you can cure Damian, we will reward you handsomely!” Patrick said


    excitedly.


    “You are too kind, Elder Scammell! Don’t worry. I will cure Damian. I won’t let you down!” Mister Yair


    said, before taking a sk out of his briefcase that contained crystal–like pills.


    “Damian, these are called Snow Panax Pill and they are extremely effective in curing damages to


    nerves! Take one of these every day and I wille over every two days to massage your


    compression points. Within a month, you should see improvement!” He exined.


    Panax had a mending effect on nervous damage and the Snow Panax Pill had been made with Panax


    and a number of rare herbs, which made it perfect for a patient like Damian.


    “Sure.” Damian nodded attentively.


    “Take one now and I shall begin the massage shortly after!” Mister Yair handed Damian a pill.