Summon Of The Sword

Chapter 2470

Chapter 2470

Sean said flatly, "Since my businesses are all named Optimus, let's call the foundation Optimus

Charity!" Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Everyone nodded at that.

When everyone had agreed, it was already noon.

Titus led the group to Greenview Hotel.

As they were discussing and organizing the foundation later at noon, the crowd did not drink and only

agreed to gather again at night.

Sean went back to the villa after lunch.

Willow was still resting, and Sean did not disturb her. He only put the food takeaway from Greenview

Hotel on the table and left the villa.

Since Optimus Charity was completely handed over to Millie, Sean was the hands-off boss and

naturally did not need to work on it.

With nothing to do, Sean drove to Optimus Clinic.

"Dr. Lennon!"

The doctors at Optimus Clinic greeted Sean respectfully.

Sean nodded slightly and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with Optimus Clinic these days?"

"Don't worry, Dr. Lennon. Nothing has happened at Optimus

Clinic lately!"

One of them chuckled and added, "By the way, Dr. Lennon, there's a medical summit being held in

Ocean City. We were wondering if you would like to attend."

Several of Sean's disciples were excited about the upcoming medical summit in Ocean City.

They knew that with Sean's amazing medical skills, he would be able to wow people if he attended the

medical summit.

"No. I have nothing to say to those old pedants."

To their disappointment, Sean refused without thinking about it.

Ordinary people regarded the so-called medical summit as a great event in the medical field, but Sean

found the medical summit to be nothing but a group of inflexible old pedants gathering together to study

various incurable diseases.

What they saw as incurable diseases was nothing to Sean.

"Alright..."

The disciple who proposed the medical summit nodded reluctantly.

"Doctor! Where's the doctor?"

Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the clinic and a woman's anxious cry.

The doctors' expressions changed as they immediately got up and went out of the clinic.

Sean also got up to follow, ready to see if his disciples had improved their medical skills.

'Doctors, my husband has suddenly turned out like this! You have to help him!"

When the doctors walked out of the clinic, a middle-aged woman was standing beside a stretcher,

looking anxiously at the doctors as she spoke.

On the stretcher lay a middle-aged man, his face pale as paper and his lips purple.

Seeing the man's appearance, the expression of Sean's disciples changed slightly.

"Don't panic. He's most likely poisoned!

"Bring him in quickly, and we'll examine him first!"

Someone comforted the middle-aged woman and let the two people carrying the stretcher take the

man into the Optimus Clinic first.

Sean smiled and nodded as his disciples expressed concern for their patients.

A doctor was unqualified to be a doctor if they did not worry about their patients.

However, looking at the man on the stretcher, Sean showed a meaningful smile.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A doctor led the way, scattering the other patients in line at Optimus Clinic for treatment, and ushered

the two people carrying the stretcher into a room in the clinic.