Chapter 1137 Taking Action

Alijah's voice sounded unusually old and raspy. It was somewhat unnatural, almost like he was a puppet put together. Upon hearing this, Wynter raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Fenton Senior, you should see a doctor when you feel sick. "How can you throw a tantrum like a child and refuse to get examined? I happen to know a bit of medicine, so allow me to examine you." Alijah froze at her words. Without giving him a chance to refuse, Wynter looked at the bedside. With a flick of her fingers, she tossed the Small Epoch Collection in the four cardinal directions. Alijah struggled to sit up. "You…" Wynter glanced over, seemingly ignoring his protest. "Mr. Fenton Senior, do you want me to check your pulse?" With that, she pressed down not on his pulse but directly restricted his throat. Malik and the others couldn't see what was happening inside. Even though Alijah was held down, he remained uncooperative. He shouted, "Is this how you examine me? Malik! What are you doing standing there? Com