After speaking, he looked at Nathalie Quinlan worriedly, afraid that she’d be nervous, and comforted her, saying, "You don’t need to be too anxious. They’re just curious and think you might know people from the Yandor Sect."
Upon hearing this, Nathalie raised her eyelids slightly, as if contemplating whether to tell him, "I do actually know them."
But she hadn’t had the chance to speak yet.
Shawn Norton continued, "The Pharmaceutical Association will also send soone; Master Cadmus knows the association’s Mr. Dax, and Mr. Dax will look after you."
Shawn Norton thought it was simple, believing that the Pharmaceutical Association was at least one of Inderia’s powers.
Master Cadmus knows Caleb Dax.
Caleb Dax will also be attending, conveniently able to watch over Nathalie Quinlan.
Nathalie Quinlan heard Caleb Dax’s na but had no significant reaction, her expression indifferent and it was unclear whether she recognized him.
Shawn Norton just saw her nod, seemingly nonchalant, as he couldn’t detect any tension from Nathalie’s face.
So he said no more.
*
On the other side.
Caleb Dax had been performing acupuncture on Khendy Lordon for several days.
Khendy Lordon’s legs had been crippled for many years; acupuncture didn’t really have much effect, rely helping maintain the muscle in his legs to prevent it from atrophying like a normal person’s.
Yet acupuncture was ti-consuming and labor-intensive.
The Traditional Chinese dicine Khendy Lordon needed was also very expensive and troubleso.
Caleb Dax finished the last acupuncture session, waited for him to soak in the dicinal bath, watched his weary face as he erged from the tub, before assisting with slow dressing.
Finally, he couldn’t help but speak: "Mr. Lordon, you actually don’t need to make a special trip to the Pharmaceutical Association every year. Q is an expert in this area. I’m not as skilled as she is in Chinese dicine. If she could have solved your leg ailnt, she would have done so already. The problems she couldn’t solve, I honestly don’t have a better thod for."
Khendy Lordon’s face was pale, arms open, eyes closed, lips pressed slightly, seeming very tired: "I know, I just want to give it a try."
Caleb Dax looked at his youthful face, thought about Khendy Lordon’s many accomplishnts at such a young age, feeling sowhat regretful.
"Ah!" He sighed, shook his head, eyes full of reluctance, and said, "Q doesn’t speak of it, but she’s been silently helping you find a way to cure the leg ailnt over the years. Yet, so things just can’t be forced. Even soone with high dical talent like her has things she can’t resolve. After all, we’re just ordinary people!"
Ordinary people have limits, such as the natural rules of birth, aging, illness, and death, no one can forcibly change them...
Khendy Lordon opened his eyes, glanced at him, the pupils beneath long lashes showed no emotion, his tone was light: "Mm, I know, I just want to try."
Having said that, Caleb Dax wasn’t in a position to say anything further.
After all, Khendy Lordon was introduced by Nathalie Quinlan, and he ca to the Pharmaceutical Association every year for leg treatnt.
Of course, Khendy Lordon’s Maybelissa also annually gives the Pharmaceutical Association substantial financial and pharmaceutical support.
Caleb Dax personally escorted him out.
Khendy Lordon got into the car with the assistant’s help, and the black Lincoln Stretch drove away from the Pharmaceutical Association not long after.
Caleb Dax was also about to depart for Inderia; he needed to prepare the things to bring, so he didn’t stay at the door for too long.
After sending Khendy Lordon off, he turned back to Building 1 of the research center.
Not far away.
Caryn Zachmann walked over with several Pharmaceutical Association mbers. She had sharp eyes and happened to see the departing car and Caleb Dax at the door.
She turned her head and asked the person beside her, "Senior brother, did you recognize the car that just left?"
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