"I''m no doctor, nor do I have any medical skills, but I can bring Chana Jackson back just like I did yesterday.


    "I can even fix your asthma too. That one''s pretty easy anyway.


    Harvey smiled.


    "That said, you need to mop my floors after that."


    Maren Failes showed a cold expression before scoffing.


    "If you can bring Chana back and stop Mr.


    Jackson from burning down our hospital, I''ll even be your personal maid!"


    Naturally, her pride would not let her give in to Harvey that easily...


    But she had to admit that Harvey was probably the only person who could save Chana at this moment.


    Harvey shrugged.


    "Excuse me, but you don''t have the right to be my maid."


    "What did you say?!


    Maren was boiling with anger.


    "I''m good-looking, have a good attitude, highly educated, and have an impressive background! How dare you say


    that despite all this?!"


    Harvey casually peered out the window.


    "My only maid is Arlet Pagan.


    "I''m not exactly happy with her....


    "But letting you be my maid is simply disrespectful toward her."


    Maren could note to her senses after hearing the name, but something finally came to mind after a while.


    Arlet was thedy of the Pagan family.


    ''She''s Harvey''s maid?!''


    An unspeakable thought came to her mind.


    She was filled with utter disbelief after hearing those words.


    That said, she knew Harvey was right if this was true!


    The car arrived back at Oak Crest Hospital at lightning speed.


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    The entire hallway to Chana''s sick room was ced with bodyguards every seven feet apart.


    A dozen people were walking around inside.


    One of them was an anxious-looking middle-aged man with an extremely powerful aura.


    The other was a mature yet beautiful woman standing beside him.


    Harvey immediately recognized the two people.


    After all, he had looked up pictures of the two prominent figures beforeing here.


    Chana was lying on the sick bed with a face as pale as paper. The equipment around her indicated that she was in a


    dire state.


    Chana''s life was hanging on a thread. She literally could die at any minute.


    As soon as Harvey was about to speak, an elderly man in a robe stepped forward.


    It was hard to tell exactly how old the person was, but he had a head full of white hair and the aspect of a wise


    sage.


    He put two fingers on Chana''s wrist before he started to tremble.


    Maren spoke after seeing the confused look on Harvey''s face.


    "Mrs. Jackson used her connections to get this well-known doctor. I think his name is Waylon Sacket.


    "It''s said that he can always work a miracle.


    As long as he''s willing to help, any dead person could be brought back to life."


    Harvey lightly nodded. He could not recall such a prominent figure, but he could probably tell he was experienced


    based on his looks alone.


    After all, everyone knew what would happen if anyone tried to fool Darius Jackson at this very moment.