Chapter 452
After giving his patient a check-up, Morris Harrison accepted only a few seashells as payment. He glanced at the old man nonchalantly and remarked, “You wouldn’t understand. I only charge a small fee as a gesture of friendship. Most of the people on this island aren’t financially well-off. If medical fees are too high, they might avoid seeking treatment altogether…”
Eleanor listened attentively, a small smile playing on her lips. “That makes a lot of sense.”
She then took a sizable bag of seashells from her pocket and handed it to Morris Harrison. He eyed the bag, his squinted gaze flickering with interest.
“That must be dozens of shells…” He scoffed. “Your coconuts are quite valuable.”
He pretended to sigh in regret. “If I’d known earlier, I wouldn’t have eaten all three. I should’ve kept one to sell.”
Eleanor shook her head helplessly. She never expected this old man to be such a drama king.
“These shells are for you,” she said simply, her lips curling into a small smile. “I can’t li

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