GoodNovelChapter 1650
The crowd burst into a tumult.
Honestly speaking, none of them believed Matthew earlier, but at this point, practically everyone had already
thought otherwise.
Rowan, on the other hand, continued to be wrongheaded as he rambled about wanting Matthew to prove
himself. That in itself was just asking for contempt.
"Looks like you're not mad, but just plain evil, Rowan!" Shawn frothed at the mouth. "You kept rambling about
Matthew deceiving and lying to people from the get-go. How can you still be skeptical when it has cto this?!
What? Have the Ten Greatest Families of Stonedale given you a load of money for you and the rest of the Cosby
Family to work as their dogs?"
"What did you just say?!" Rowan flew into a rage in response. "How dare you call the members of the Cosby
Family dogs! You have now becthe sworn enemy, I'm telling you!"
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"Is that so? What are you going to do about it?!" Shawn, too, was livid with rage.
Beyond livid, Rowan pulled his phone out and bellowed, "I'm going to tell my family about this now! | will not let
you insult my family like this, even if it's the last thing | do—'
Just then, his phone rang, stumping him for a second. Rowan checked to find it was his brother calling.
"What is it, Sean?" he answered the call in bewilderment, only to hear Sean's anxious voice. "Rowan, where's the
miracle doctor you've sought? Dad's in a severe state right now!" Rowan's countenance turned for the worse,
and he hurriedly said, "He's right next to me. Hold on, I'll have him talk to you!"
With that, he handed the phone to Gregory. "Hurry up, Dr. Huntington!"
"What's the situation, Master Cosby?" Gregory asked, only to be rendered stumped after hearing Sean's brief
explanation.
As if he had ever encountered such a situation!
Rowan couldn't help but worry when he saw Gregory mumbling instead of speaking up. "Dr. Huntington, please
cup with something to keep my father alive..."
"Give...." Gregory bit the bullet with an awkward face. "Put a piece of
Thousand-Year Ginseng in Old Master Cosby's mouth first. It'll keep him alive for now. We'll talk about the other
things after | get there..."
With a sigh of relief, Rowan turned to the phone. "Sean, get a piece of Thousand-Year Ginseng. The one | bought
stago is in Dad's room..."
At this moment, an icy voice traveled from below the platform. "Don't give your father Thousand-Year Ginseng if
you don't want him to drop dead!"
Everyone reflexively turned in the direction the voice cfrom to find it was Matthew who spoke, standing not
far away.
"What the f*ck do you know, Matthew?!" Rowan flew into a rage. "The Thousand-Year Ginseng can save a life at a
critical time! What are you trying to d by stopping us from using it?! Are you trying to kill my father?!"
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Matthew shrugged in response. "I'm just a doctor worried about the sick. I've already warned you. It's up to you
whether you want to heed my words.
| can't force you, can I?"
At that, Tristan hurriedly cup. "Uncle Rowan, why don't we listen to Dr. Larson this once?"
"Why should we?!" Rowan exploded, face flushed with anger. "I believe in Dr. Huntington! Sean, give Dad the
Thousand-Year Ginseng!"
"Uncle Rowan, how... can you be so wrongheaded?!" Tristan grew apprehensive. "Dr. Larson saved Grandpa's life
once..."
However, it only got Rowan exasperated. "He's nothing but a fraud! | will never trust his words! Sean, just trust
er
Suddenly, panic cfrom the other end of the line, and a sobbing voice cnext. "Dad... Dad, what's going
on? Why is he coughing up so much blood?! D-Do something. Hurry..." The voice was so loud that everyone on
site heard it, and for a moment, dead silence filled the air.
Was Old Master Cosby really going to drop dead?
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