MAFIA JHON & 7 SISTERS
CHAPTER 26.
Tino's manipulation is ancient. Soon, he diagnosed Stratton's disease through his pulse.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
He quickly wrote the recipe and handed it to Simon, “Go and buy this Chinese herbal medicine. Boil now and take three hundred milliliters of juice without residue.
Simon did as he was told.
There is a Chinese drug store not far from the Remar Family. Simon immediately bought back the drug.
Fried.
A bowl of black Chinese medicinal soup is served.
"As long as he takes this bowl of medicine, Stratton will be cured soon" Tino said
self confidence.
Simon believed in it without a doubt.
But when he was about to feed Strtton the medicine, he suddenly felt difficulty.
“Doctor Tino, my father vomited so drink anything. The soup cannot be fed at all!”
"really?"
Tino frowned and fed the medicine to Stratton with a spoon. As expected, he spat it out immediately
the medicine was put in his mouth.
“Stratton, you should take this medicine. How can you recover if you do not drink it? tino said
seriously so.
Stratton can't do anything now. If he could, he would slap Tino hard.
'fuck! Do you think I don't want to drink it? My body does not allow me to drink it!’!
He couldn't even drink water now, but Tino kept asking him to take medicine. Isn't that funny?
Seeing Stratton unwilling to take the medicine, Tino muttered inwardly.
I can't let it continue like this because it would damage my reputation as a 'physicist'.
Tino frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he got an idea. “Let me massage Stratton's stomach. Maybe he'll take his medicine if we can straighten his breath.” She said.
As she spoke, Tino made use of her professional Chinese massage manipulation to rub Stratton's stomach.
"Ouch! Where the hell did you touch?
Stratton could not bring out any strength, but he jumped out of bed in pain after he was massaged by Tino, then he slapped Tino in the face.
Tino's stunned.
“Doctor Tino, my father didn't mean to do that. She must have had an instinctive reaction due to the pain.” Simon apologized immediately.
There was no way Tino was angry at the patient, so he had to swallow his anger with depression.
'He will not take medicine or receive a massage. How can he be cured?’
'Am I going to fall completely in such an easy task?'
"That's it?"
Right now, John who had been silent for a long time suddenly sneered, “You think you are amazing when you see your arrogant look. Turns out you're a loser.”
A loser…
The corner of Tino's mouth twitched. He turned around and glared at John, “You uneducated boy. Which hospital are you from?”
He had just restrained his anger and had nowhere to vent it. But it just so happened that John took the initiative to look for trouble, so he ventured.
As long as John dares to say which hospital he is in, Tino could destroy his job with his influence in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in New York.
Yet.
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud slap suddenly sounded.
The slap!
That's Maxwell.
He had been unhappy with Tino for a long time. If John hadn't asked him to be patient for a while, he wouldn't have let Tino stay until now.
"If you dare disrespect Mr. Lopez, I'll slap you again." Maxwell said coldly.
"You…"
Suddenly, his entire body trembled in anger. Pointing Maxwell, Tino scolding, “You bastard! I'll see how your father's illness is cured without me!”
"It's none of your business."
Maxwell looked at Tino coldly and then at John. "Trs. Lopez, please take care of my father.” He said with respect.
John nodded.
However, Tino could not help but laugh out loud, “Hahaha, do you expect this bastard to cure your father's illness? I think you want your father to die early ... "
The slap!
Tino was slapped back to the ground.
One only had a cruel mouth and did not feel uncomfortable without a slap.
Tino's face burned in pain, but she did not dare to fight Maxwell, a tall man and
strongman.
But this time, he learned his lesson and stopped talking.
And the reason why he didn't leave was because he wanted to see with his own eyes how John killed
stratton.
The flies finally stopped buzzing and screaming, and the room became quiet.
Staring at Stratton in bed for a while, without prescription medication or injections, John suddenly asked Maxwell, "What is your father's daily preference?"
'Preferences?'
Maxwell was astonished, "What do you mean, Mr Lopez?"
"Antique items, paintings or calligraphy are all fine."
“My dad really likes antique porcelain. There are several pieces of cyan and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty in his study.”
"Bring them all here!"
Maxwell had no idea what he wanted to do, but he still brought the blue and white porcelain here
he booked.
Tino sneered beside him. He wanted to see what John did.
“Stratton, this piece of blue and white porcelain looks good. It must have taken a lot of effort to collect it!”
Jon waved the blue and white porcelain in front of Stratton.
Stratton smiled bitterly and said, “Mr. Lopez, what do you mean?”
Normally, he would be very happy to talk about antique porcelain with John, but now that he was dying, he was in no mood to talk about it!
He had no idea what John was thinking.
The two brothers, Maxwell and Simon, were also confused.
"Unexplainable!" Tino grunting.
At this moment, John suddenly showed a meaningful smile and said:
“Stratton, your choice is to collect antique porcelain, while mine is the opposite. I like to throw
antique.”
Then he threw the blue and white porcelain in his hand to the ground in front of Stratton.