Chapter 1512 Lin the Miracle Hand’s Skill
- Marcus Crawley was about to leave. But after hearing the other guy, he changed his mind. Of course, he didn’t have much of a choice. No matter how you look at it, if you eat at someone’s table and take their help, you owe them. He’d done both. So he had to play along. Besides, he was curious. What exactly was wrong with the man? On an island like this, when a tycoon falls ill, it’s a big deal. For Marcus, it was a chance. If he couldn’t read the room and seize it, that’d be dumb. And honestly, treating the man wasn’t hard. He wasn’t after a payout. Marcus didn’t need favors. He just wanted to get closer to the Tang family. That way, whenever he needed rare herbs down the line, he could ask the Tangs. That was the plan. But if Lin the Miracle Hand actually cured Ms. Tang’s father, Marcus would lose his shot. So he was gambling now. If Lin couldn’t handle it, great for Marcus. If Lin could, well, tough luck. That’s life. You can’t predict everything. If someone says they can, they’re faking it. So Marcus chose to let fate roll.
- They went up to the master bedroom on the second floor. Pushed the door open. It was sealed tight, no airflow. The heat inside hit like a wall. Marcus frowned. When someone’s sick, first thing you do is open the place up, let fresh air in. Keeping windows shut? That’s dumb. And it only makes the illness worse. So yeah, he was confused.
- The moment they stepped inside, a nasty fishy stench slammed into them. It was so foul everyone covered their noses. The weird setup had Marcus on edge.