“It’s the responsibility of a healthcare practitioner to save lives and provide medical care! What’s the


    use of having medical skills if you don’t help people?”


    Fanny was bing more and more agitated as she spoke. Even the burly men nearby were all


    subdued by her fierce demeanor.


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    “What you’re saying is that just because I have medical skills, I must treat patients. I don’t have a


    medical license, nor am I affiliated with any hospital.


    “Treating illnesses and saving lives is purely my hobby and interest. Isn’t this a form of moral coercion?


    You’re putting the responsibility of medical care on me.”


    Nash disliked people who engaged in moral coercion. He had initially considered helping As, but he


    changed his mind now. If anything. happened to the man, it would be because of her.


    “You…”


    “Fanny, that’s enough,” the silver-haired old man reprimanded her. They had no right to force others to


    treat As. Fanny’s reasoning did not always hold up.


    “Looks like the widely-known reputation of Brian Tanner’s grandmaster is baseless! Fanny had


    suppressed her anger but then she started saying provoking things i have a reputation? i wasnt aware


    of that, Nash said with a surprised expression


    “You’re Brian Tanner’s grandmaster and supposedly the your or martial brother of Thomas King, the


    renowned healer thr ages!


    “You’re going to stand idly by in the face of death as Thomas K younger martial brother?” Fanny


    continued, her toneced with heavy sarcasm.


    “Provoking me won’t work!” Nash could not be bothered to argue with this woman. Thomas had only


    mastered the art of medicine. He made a living with that skill andter opened his own pharmacy,


    ensuring that his conduct matched his reputation.


    As for himself, his focus was on martial arts, with medicine as a secondary pursuit. When it came to


    healing and saving lives, that would depend on his mood.


    “Mr. Nash, there you are!”


    Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice came from outside the door.


    Fanny looked up, and her brows furrowed immediately.


    It was Mireille, Brian Tanner’s granddaughter. She and Mireille had studied together back in university.


    Mireille had been the campus. belle since her freshman year and was always surrounded by countless


    admirers. Even the guy Fanny liked had secretly admired Mireille


    Fanny harbored jealousy and resentment toward Mireille. She had always disliked the woman.


    Mireille entered the pharmacy with a swaying gait, her fair face slightly flushed, and her eyes revealing


    a hint of intoxication She looked as if she had consumed some alcohol.


    Larry, her bodyguard, anxiously said, “Mira, slow down!” He wan go help Mireille, but she pushed him


    away.


    She went straight to Nash and let out a hup. “It’s all sorted. The vige will help you cultivate those


    medicinal herbs… Hup…” A faint floral smell mixed with the fragrance of red wine fanned onto


    Nash’s face.


    Nash frowned slightly. “Why are you here?”


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    Mireille stared into Nash’s smiling gently. “A friend was celebrating their birthday, so I had a little to


    drink.”


    Larry felt quite ufortable. He had known Mireille for a long time, but she had never been so tender


    with him. Moreover, was Nash not already married? Was he not as good as a married man?


    Nash noticed the change in Larry’s expression and calmly said, “It’s gettingte. You should go home.”


    He had anticipated the oue of the Seven Reds event long ago.


    “Yes, Mireille. Let’s go back quickly!” Larry hastily agreed.