"The thing you asked, you know it's worth more than some billion euros. Some may even give me hundreds of billions for the thing you asked," Jack said while he reclined in the chair relaxed; he wanted to know the motive of the old man, and he knew it.
"I know that, but what if I'm the only one in the whole world who has served three horsemen and is alive to tell the tale? So do you think I can't teach you anything?" Swami laughed and said.
"Still too weak of a bargaining chip; offer me something I can't resist," Jack said as he waited patiently for the old man's answer.
"You're a greedy boy. Helping an old man live a few days should be a dream for a doctor like you," Swami said while pulling up papers from the side table and giving them to Jack.
Jack looked at his name on several certificates, and all of them were from Harvard University.
Bachelor of Science.
Doctor of Medicine.