Chapter 22

"Sigh, that one can't even lace Jaxon's shoes when it comes to medical talent," he muttered to himself, shaking his head in dismay. To him, Jaxon was a rare gem, a man of exceptional talent that only appeared once in a thousand years. His potential was limitless, and it was a shame that the Lathwyn family had been too rash and short-sighted to recognize and nurture it.

"I have completed the task, Uncle Mo Fan," Rex suddenly exclaimed, abruptly snapping Doc Mo Fan out of his deep contemplation.

"Excellent, I would have thoroughly enjoyed spending more time and engaging in meaningful conversations with you, Jaxon, but presently, I need to attend to a friend downstairs whose wife is in a critically precarious condition, necessitating my immediate departure. Please accept my phone number and home address, which may be useful in case you encounter any situation requiring my assistance. Although my financial resources may not be as extensive as those of the Lathwyn family, I possess some va