In the Yan Garden.

As soon as the car stopped, Cassandra got off.

Carlos had been waiting for her outside the gate for a long time. As soon as he saw that Cassandra got off the car, he strode towards her in a flattering manner and said with a smile, "Welcome back, Cassandra! Our master is very well today. He had meals on time and had a good rest. Who is the monk? "

The corners of Cassandra's mouth twitched a little. She just reminded Carlos to put on a show, but she didn't expect that he could act even better than her. The Oscar owe him an Academy Award.

Cassandra also pretended to be enlightened, "Oh, he is a new friend of mine. He knows some medical skills. I asked him to come and have a look at your master."

Carlos stared at Hawk with confusion all over his face. "Isn't he a monk? Is he a swindler? "

Hawk's face darkened and he explained with excitement, "Sir, my religious name is King. I'm not a swindler!"

"Really?"

With a slight cough, Cassandra said, "Yep, Carlos. I have heard that Master King is indeed a medical master. Let's let him in to have a look at Martin first. Anyway, let's have a try."

After hesitating for a while, Carlos sighed helplessly. "Well, but you are too careless, my sister-in-law. If he is really a swindler..."

Cassandra took a look at him and then he kept silent, looking at Hawk warily.

While they were talking, the three of them had arrived at the hall.

In the hall, Martin lazily leaned against the sofa, with his head resting on one hand. There was a thick book in his arms, and she didn't know the name of it.

When she saw that Martin was taking a rest, she purposely slowed down her pace. She even made a gesture of silence to Carlos and Hawk, indicating that she didn't want to wake Martin up.

The man on the sofa suddenly opened his lazy eyes and fixed his eyes on the girl. Then he waved and said, "Come here."

Then she stuck out her tongue and apologized, "Sorry to wake you up. Are

ke the pulse, I can see it more clearly."

Upon hearing this, Cassandra turned to look at Martin and swung his arm fawningly. She said in a soft voice, "Martin, I don't think he is a swindler. Why don't you put up with it and let him take a look at you?"

"Okay." replied Martin.

Carlos, "..."

So he agreed?

'Master, why are you so spineless?'

Never mind. A man of integrity in front of his sister-in-law was nothing but a piece of clouds!

All of a sudden, Hawk felt a great sense of relief. But things had really changed in these years. As a famous doctor of a prestigious family of medicine, he had been reduced to such a degree for his survival.

Hawk walked to stand in front of Martin and sat on the sofa next to him. As Hawk wished, Martin stretched his hand out.

Hawk took Hawk's pulse and put his finger on Martin's wrist. After a while, he opened his mouth slowly, "Mr. Lu, you are really ill."

Cassandra rolled her eyes, "Do you know how to cure it? If not, get out of here right away!"

Hawk became speechless. 'Boss, I'm coming to cure him. Could you please respect me, a highly skilled doctor?'

It was heartbreaking.

"I'm telling the truth, lady Cassandra. It's true that Mr. Martin's body has been damaged too much. If there is no accident, he may not live for a year. "