Chapter 962

If Kelvin couldn't get up, did that mean something was wrong with his legs? Kelvin took a sharp inhale, trying his best to calm down. Dante noticed his reaction and was even more convinced that Kelvin's legs were the issue. But when he checked Kelvin's pulse, there was no sign of any problem with his legs. Did Kelvin have some strange condition? This was Dante's best chance to learn something new. Feigning seriousness, he said, "Mr. Knowles, please move the pillow. I need to examine Mr. Blackwell carefully." Opening his medicine box, he pulled out a small wooden hammer and walked to the foot of the bed. Then Dante began kneading and pinching Kelvin's right knee. "Does this hurt? Is there any swelling or soreness?" Dante appeared considerate, glancing at Kelvin from time to time while touching his knee. Kelvin glared at Dante in anger. Dante, however, stayed calm. He assumed Kelvin was testing his medical abilities. After all, he considered himself quite skilled in orthopedic