The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 915 Treating the Illness



Grant wanted to marry Isla's daughter, Skylar, primarily because of the family wealth. He aimed to use Isla's fortune to fill the financial gaps in his Capital Hotel.

Damian stroked his goatee again, presenting himself coolly, and said lightly to Isla, "Isla, you first ate the sea cucumber from 3000 meters deep and then the camel meat from the desert, which is what caused your body to react poorly."

Isla felt a little confused at Damian's words.

She looked at him, puzzled, and asked, "Damian, I've eaten the sea cucumber and camel meat multiple times before, and I've never had a problem. Why is it an issue this time?"

"The sea cucumber from 3000 meters deep is considered ice, and the camel meat from the desert represents fire. Ice and fire together in your body disrupt your endocrine system, leading to your symptoms. Given your current condition, even the best hospital in D.C. would have no treatment to offer. Luckily, you've met me. With acupuncture technique, I can guarantee a quick recovery!"

Damian paused, taking a breath before continuing, "My acupuncture skills have been passed down through generations for over two thousand years in my family, saving countless lives! Since reaching my hands, I've personally treated fewer than five people. Today, your receiving my acupuncture is a stroke of luck! And it's also because you're a good person and due to your son-in-law's influence."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Thank you, Damian!" Isla quickly expressed her gratitude.

"Isla, my family has a motto. We help others without regard to their status or influence, but we care about the patient's sincerity. If sincerity is lacking, then I cannot help!"

Damian's words left Isla momentarily speechless.

However, instead of asking directly, she turned to Grant with confusion in her eyes, hoping her son-in-law could clarify.

Considering that Grant had managed to gather a significant sum to create the Capital Hotel, he was certainly clever!

When Isla glanced at him, Grant immediately understood her silent plea.

"Damian's treatment comes with a fee," he quickly clarified.

"A fee?" Isla turned to Damian and asked, "How much is the treatment fee?"

Upon hearing this, Damian stroked his goatee again, adopting a casual demeanor as he replied, "My family

doesn't seek to profit from 15

others. However, for the

acupuncture, I must use the family's ancestral golden needles, crafted by our forefathers and passed down through the generations.

These golden needles aren't ordinary silver needles; every use requires special medicinal concoction for soaking and disinfecting. Just the cost of the solution alone is over a million each time!"