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Chapter 217

“Argh!” “Grandpa! What is going on? Are you okay?” Colin Yowell was extremely distressed to see Keith Yowell spitting out blood, clasping his chest and gasping for air. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper and twisted in immense pain. The Yowells present were frightened. While Anna Coleman quickly turned to Wallace Yoke and asked, “Sir, what is going on? Why is he spitting blood?” Wallace looked on gravely. As the Imperial Doctor, he truly deserved the title. Unfortunately, Alex Rockefeller’s Seven Elements was not something any regular human being could fathom. “Do not worry, this is the bad blood in his body. He should feel better after it is out of his system.” Wallace made a quick deduction and explained. He was revered highly and his explanation instantly soothed many worried hearts. Anna smiled. “Doctor Yoke is indeed the Imperial Doctor we admire! See how he made Grandpa Yowell throw up all the bad blood in his body with a simple treatment. Are you feeling better no

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