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The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1983

No wonder Lola followed Glenn here.

Lola continued, “The Yale family is mainly engaged in the automotive industry. Not only Maserati but the Yale family is also involved in other imported and domestic cars. Every core member of the Yale family is in charge of one company. My uncle, Glenn, is in charge of Maserati.”

“I see… The Yale family specializes in selling cars.” Dora remarked.

Lola nodded with a smile before saying, “With my uncle handling your car’s procedures, you have nothing to worry about. The car will be delivered to your hotel with its license plate in a day at most. My uncle’s ability to get things done is beyond question.”

“I trust the Yale family.” Moana chimed in and nodded with a smile.

Then Lola changed the subject and brought up her grandfather’s illness.

“Dr. Lennon, are you free? Would you like to come with me to Yale Residence if you have time? My grandpa has recovered, but he has been sleepy these days. I want you to examine him.” Lola asked tentatively.

Moana had nothing to do next, so he agreed immediately. Therefore, he and Dora got into Lola’s Porsche and arrived at Yale Residence in less than 20 minutes.

***

The living room in Yale Residence’s main building.

The former head of the Yale family, Cedric, sat in his chair with a tired look. Moana was beside him, taking his pulse.

Sherman did not come today, but Clinton looked on. He looked like he was watching and learning from Moana’s treatment of Cedric.

“How is my grandpa?” Lola could not help but ask.

“Don’t rush me. Taking pulses isn’t easy to do. Don’t give trouble to Dr. Lennon.” Clinton spoke solemnly to Lola, raising his hand and tapping her on the head.

Lola looked at Clinton with an odd look.

Clinton had repeatedly given Moana trouble and even hired people to mess with Josef, but Clinton had now become Dr. Lennon’s loyal fan and defended him more than she did.

After a long time, Moana slowly released his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Don’t worry. There’s nothing wrong with Old Master Yale. He’s only easily tired because he just recovered from a long illness and has poor health. It’s a symptom that a lot of elders experience,” Moana turned to Lola and Clinton and said.

“That’s easy. Just feed him some nourishing medicine. I will give you a prescription, and you can fill it. You will see significant results after Old Master Yale takes the drug for three or four days,” Moana said seriously before picking up a pen and paper on the table and writing down the prescription.

Then Moana handed the written prescription to Lola, who reached out to take it. However, someone snatched it away before she could get it.

Moana froze slightly, not expecting Clinton to react like that. He respected him to such an extent now.

“You’re too kind, Mr. Yale…” Moana said flatly.

Clinton immediately grabbed the prescription and turned to Lola, saying, “Lola, stay here with Grandpa and Dr. Lennon while I get the prescription.”

“Then you…”

Before Lola could finish speaking, Clinton hurried out of the living room and disappeared into the spacious courtyard.

Lola burst into laughter before turning to look at Boneng. Old Master Yale rubbed his eyes and turned to look at Boneng.

“Are you Dr. Lennon? Are you the one who cured my Cold Syndrome?” Old Master Yale asked slowly.

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