Chapter 68: Grandpa, Why Don’t I Tell You Some Trivia?
Chapter 68: Grandpa, Why Don’t I Tell You Some Trivia?
Nora said to Melissa, "We’ll go for that kindergarten, Aunt Melissa. I’ll take Cherry there and give it a go."
Then, she got up, went out the door, and picked up the call.
An aged and stern voice came from the other end of the call. "Where are you?"
It was her traditional medicine teacher, Silvester Zabe.
At the thought of how serious and stern of a man he was, Nora subconsciously straightened her back and answered, "I’m in New York, sir. What’s the matter?"
Silvester slowly replied, "Oh. The Smiths are looking for you; they want you to treat someone’s illness."
The Smiths? Ian Smith?
Just as Nora was about to say that she would go, Silvester said, "You don’t have to go. He isn’t sick; he just doesn’t want to live anymore."
"…"
"His internal organs are failing. Currently, they’re using the Carefree Pill to keep him alive. Even if you do go over, can you make him regain his will to live?"
Nora had no words for that. She reckoned that Ian would probably wish to die even more if he saw her.
She sighed mentally. Then, she asked carefully, "Okay. Can I visit you tomorrow, sir?"
Silvester was already over 90 years old this year, but the elderly man nevertheless spoke clearly. He replied, "No, it’s fine. I’m already old; there’s nothing to see here. You passing down my skills in traditional medicine would be the best way of repaying my kindness."
However, the old man’s indifference instead made Nora tear up.
Without him, she would probably have already died several times.
She cast her eyes down and said, "In that case, let me know if you ever want to see me."
"You’re not a kid anymore, so why are you still so clingy? Stop it!" After saying that, Silvester said, "I’m hanging up."
Beep… beep… beep…
Nora looked at her cell phone and heaved a soft sigh. That old man’s temper was as weird as ever.
The night passed peacefully.
When Cherry woke up the next morning, Nora was still asleep.
She tiptoed gently across the carpet, closing the door only after she entered the study.
Then, she picked up her cell phone and sent Chester a text message: "Chesty, are you ready?"
Chester replied instantly: "I’ve already registered a live stream account for you, so you can officially start live streaming now!"
"Okie-Dokie!"
Cherry climbed up the chair and planted her tiny self on the big swivel chair. She pushed her foot against the table and turned the chair straight. Then, she turned on Nora’s computer.
Chester chuckled and texted: "It’s your first live stream today, Cherry. Let’s do something a little special today so that you can attract more fans!"
Cherry’s big dark eyes lit up and she replied: "Okay! What shall we do?"
Chester, who was in his room at the Hunts’, replied: "Let’s compete in the live stream!"
Cherry eagerly replied: "No problem! I’ll beat you for sure!"
"Heh heh." Chester replied smugly: "A contest in a live stream isn’t dependent on the game but the fans’ monetary tips! I have 10 million fans, so I’ll definitely beat you!"
Chester had suffered his little niece’s dissing in the game for over half a year.
Now, he was going to stand tall and regain his dignity as her uncle!