Chapter 294

Kennedy had always respected Steven's medical skills. But seeing him diagnose Fergus' ailments without even checking his pulse left him dumbfounded. It was like witnessing a walking medical marvel. If Steven wasn't a miracle doctor, then who was? Kennedy could only wonder about it. Realizing there might still be a way out of this predicament, Kennedy hesitated. He didn't want anything bad to happen to Steven—not just out of gratitude, but also because a doctor of his caliber could prove invaluable in the future. Losing him would be a colossal loss. Fergus took a deep breath, composed himself, and said, "Cure my illness, and your life will be spared." Fergus felt a surge of hope. As one aged, the fear of death would only grow, especially when haunted by chronic ailments like his. He yearned desperately for a remedy. Steven couldn't help but let out a derisive chuckle. "This old man sure has a lot of nerve!" he remarked inwardly. "You've injured my grandson. That's a crime that