"Don't be angry. I deliberately provoked you just now. Otherwise, if you can't spit out the blood in your body, the problem wouldn't be solved." Jacob smiled and said, "You can come with us tomorrow morning."
"I see. You deserve to be called the Holy Doctor. Your treatment methods are different from others." Gunner cupped his hands to Jacob in admiration. "Mr. Ye, thank you."
"No need for thanks. Just now, Fenton also helped you a lot." Jacob took a look at Fenton, who was now looking elsewhere.
"Thank you, Mr. He." There was a strange look in Gunner's eyes, but he still cupped his hands to thank Fenton.
"There's no need to thank me. It's what I should do." Fenton looked a little embarrassed. Only he himself understood that what he had just said was not to help Gunner remove the blood stasis.
"Alright, go and rest. Let's gather tomorrow morning." Jacob waved his hand and went out again.
"Why did you help Fenton hide it just now?" Alessia appeared behind Jacob again.