Gavin was well aware of his predicament. He believed that even the most experienced doctors would be powerless against his illness.
Plus, Andrew appeared to be only in his 20s. He lacked the air of a skilled doctor, looking more like a schemer attempting to pursue his granddaughter, Doria.
Therefore, Gavin, a hothead, didn't bother to be nice to Andrew.
Sensing Gavin's distrust, Andrew spoke up. "Your situation is looking pretty dire, sir. May we have a private word?"
"Give us some space, Doria. I want to hear him out." Gavin sneered.
Doria hesitated briefly. But in the end, she chose to trust Andrew and left the room.
"Alright, spill it. What's your game with Doria?" Gavin went straight to the point.
Andrew smiled and shook Gavin's hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Thompson Senior. I'm the heir of the Hughes family!"
Gavin's surprise was evident on his face. "Are you saying you're from the Hughes family of Josona?"
"That's right. Lucas Hughes is my father, and Fred Hughes is my grandfather."
After saying that, Andrew handed Gavin a gold ring.
Gavin took the ring and scrutinized it. After a while, he burst into laughter and said, "So, you're Fred's grandson! It's a pleasure to meet you as well.
"Earlier, it was all just a big misunderstanding, Andrew. I thought you were up to something. Can you come closer so I can have a better look at you?"
Andrew obliged.
Gravin then ran his hand over Andrew's face and patted his shoulder. "You've got Fred's fire in you, alright. You remind me of him in his prime."
Looking at Andrew, Gavin felt a sense of pride, as if he were looking at his own grandson.
Perhaps Gavin got so excited that he ended up coughing up blood once more.
"Easy there, Mr. Thompson Senior. Let's catch up after we fix you up." Andrew calmed Gavin down. "Over the years, I've learned a bit of medicine. I might be of help."
Upon hearing the coughs, Doria couldn't help but barge into the room. "Are you alright, Grandpa?"
"I'm fine. I was just overjoyed." Gavin shook his head and looked at Andrew. "Are you married, Andrew?"
Gavin had inevitably brought the topic up.
Andrew smiled in resignation. "I'm not married."
Gavin got even more excited. "Perfect. Since Doria is here, why don't you two get a marriage certificate today? We can plan a proper wedding later."
"Grandpa!" Doria was taken aback and even wondered if she had misheard.
Andrew sported a resigned expression. Why did Gavin still remember the arranged marriage?
Seeing Doria's confusion, Gavin explained, "Do you remember the arranged marriage I've spoken to you about before, Doria? That person happens to be Andrew."
"What?" Doria exclaimed in disbelief.
Doria knew about her arranged marriage, but she didn't take it seriously. After all, many years had passed, and Gavin hadn't mentioned it; she thought it was merely a joke.
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