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"Ding—"
In the morning, just after William Cole finished his breakfast, someone pressed the room's doorbell.
William picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth clean, then opened the door, and saw Blank Gui standing straight alongside Willis Bray at the doorway.
William was startled and asked in surprise, "Elders, is there something you need?"
Blank Gui was silent for a moment before speaking slowly, "William, I need a favor, and I am hoping you could help."
"What's the matter?"
William's brows rose.
Blank Gui got straight to the point, "We have an old friend who is now gravely ill in bed, in a critical condition."
"We know you have excellent medical skills, so we would like to ask you to take a look. We hope that Lord Cole would condescend to help us out."
Upon hearing this, William's expression relaxed a bit. If it had been any other matter, it might have been difficult for him, but treating the sick was his forte.