chapter 2 What are you doing in a daze and you still haven’t started ===

"If I'm not, why would I offer my help?"
Seeing his resolute expression, Wilma gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, since I won't be able to see the master, I'll take a gamble on you."
"Wilma..."
Wilder wanted to stopped her, but Wilma's decision made him powerless.
"May I have your name?"
"I'm Ulric Collins!"
"Ulric, a life is at stake. I hope you aren't tricking me just for a ride. Get in!"
"Thank you!"
While being polite, Ulric only glanced at her slender legs and didn't pay much attention to them.
This surprised Wilma.
In her opinion, men are all lustful creatures. Even if they deliberately pretended not to care, she could easily notice the covetousness hidden in their gaze.
And this man, who looked ordinary and even a little bit rustic, ignored her indifferently, which made Wilma a little curious.
"What are you doing in Yorkvichill City?"
Halfway through, Wilma, who was slightly bored, asked Ulric.
Before Ulric could respond, Wilder, who was driving, sneered. "What else can he do? He's probably just going to work at a factory."
Ulric scratched his nose and said, "I'm not there to work, I'm meeting someone in the city. By the way, is there a Flores family in Yorkvichill City?"
The Flores family?
Wilma's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly. "There is. Are you looking for them?"
"Well, I'm meeting the young lady from the Flores family, Mabel Flores!"
Mabel Flores?
Wilma was even more puzzled. "Do you know her?"
Ulric shook his head, and said he didn't know her.
This made Wilma curious. "If you don't know her, what are you need with her?"
"It's to break off an engagement!"
Wilder slammed on the brakes at the sudden proclamation.
Even Wilma looked shocked.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Wilma came to her senses first. "Are you... are you sure you are looking for Mabel of the Flores family?"
Ulric nodded and didn't say much else.
Wilma was silent.
This kid actually wanted to break off an engagement with Mabel Flores. Is there something wrong with him?
You have to know, Mabel isn't some run-of-the-mill person.
As the president of the Flores Group, she is also recognized as the number one ice beauty by the men in Yorkvichill City. She is extremely cold and aloof. How could she fall in love with this stupid boy?
As for Wilder, he found it even more ridiculous.
Mabel and Wilma were both daughters of aristocratic families, and any one of them was enough to shake the hearts of all men in Yorkvichill City.
It was astonishing that this country bumpkin shamelessly said he wanted to break off the engagement with Mabel...
But Miss Flores has always been single. When did she get engaged to another man?
Even if there was an engagement, with her aloof attitude, how could she find a country bumpkin like Ulric here?
Thinking of what he just said, Wilder sneered. He wanted to find some excuse to criticize him, but Wilma told him to stop being troublesome and focus on driving.
Two hours later, the car stopped at the entrance of a courtyard, and Ulric got out of the car.
"You country bumpkin, did you forget what you said before you got in the car?"
Ulric glanced at Wilder and said, "I never go back on my words."
"That's good. If you dare to play any tricks on us, then don't blame me for being rude to you. Let's go!"
Ulric was about to enter, but Wilma was still uneasy, "Ulric, do you really know medicine?"
"If you didn't believe me, why let me ride in your car?"
Looking at his back, Wilma was stunned for a moment, and then followed him.
"Dad, I hope Grandpa is well..."
In the hall...
Wilma appeared in the old master's room with Ulric.
At this moment, in addition to the three of them, there was also a middle-aged man standing guard in front of the hospital bed.
The man was in his forties, with a broad build and an extraordinary presence. He projected a sense of calmness and authority all over his body. When Ulric saw him, he felt that this man was something special.
"Wilma, did you invite that master your grandfather mentioned?"
The middle-aged man did not notice Ulric and directly asked his daughter, Wilma.
Wilma was depressed, "Dad, I... I couldn't find him."
What?
The middle-aged man was speechless.
Wilma then added, "However, this gentleman, Mr. Collins, said that he can save Grandpa."
Oh?
The middle-aged man looked surprised, and it was then that he noticed the young man next to her. Judging from his appearance, he guessed he was only in his early twenties, and his youthfulness made him question his expertise.
"Dad, I know you don't believe me. In fact, I don't believe it either. It's just that the master went travelling around the world and I happened to meet him, and said he could save Grandpa, so I..."
Traveling around the world?
The middle-aged man could not help but wonder, "How do you know that?"
"He told me so!"
Wilma turned directly to Ulric. Ulric was a little embarrassed and said, "Well, I didn't lie to you. He really isn't on the mountain."
"Young man, why do you know so much? Who are you?"
This…
Ulric did not want to reveal too much, and the middle-aged man did not force him.
At first he felt that this young man was frivolous, but after hearing what his daughter said, he had already guessed that the young man was probably related to that master.
"Dad, in my opinion, why not let him try?"
Wilma was worried about her grandfather's condition, so she could only take a gamble on Ulric's skills.
Next to him, Wilder also echoed the sentiment. "Yes, Uncle, whether this kid is the real deal or a fraud, we'll know once we let him try."
On the surface, he was speaking for Ulric, but in his heart, he was looking forward to seeing Ulric making a fool of himself.
If he did not have the capability to cure her grandfather, Wilma would definitely not let him off the hook. Then, he could take that opportunity to vent his frustration.
When the middle-aged man heard the two of them say this, he did not refuse. "Then I'll be counting on you, young man. If you can cure my father, I, Lennox Dun..."
Dong, dong, dong!
Before he finished speaking, a clock sounded, causing his expression to change drastically.
Ah!
Before Lennox could react, the old master suddenly let out a scream; then, he grabbed his face and rolled over on the bed.
Grandpa…
Wilma stepped forward quickly when she saw this.
Lennox was the same, desperately holding his hand to prevent him from scratching his face.
But the more they tried to stop him, the harder the old master struggled.
Wilder did not dare to step forward, and hid as he watched from a distance.
Ulric, on the other hand, felt that something was wrong with the old master's condition. If he was physically unwell, he would not be acting so crazy.
Seeing that his face was ferocious and livid, and he kept scratching his face with both hands, it must have been unbearably itchy.
Ulric stepped forward, but accidentally noticed that something seemed to be trickling on the old master's face.
It was small and extremely fast. If it were not for his outstanding eyesight, it would be impossible to catch that.
Hm?
Ulric stopped and looked solemn.
"Ulric, what're you dazing around for, why aren't you getting started?"
Seeing that he was in a daze, Wilma started scolding him.
Ulric did not hesitate. He took out a golden needle and pierced the old master's forehead, causing him to faint on the spot.
"What are you doing? Grandpa...!"
Seeing that her grandfather was not moving, Wilma was worried and became angry with Ulric.
Ulric did not pay attention to her anger, but asked Lennox, "Mr. Dun, when did the old master's symptoms start?"
This…
Lennox sighed. "It started half a year ago. At that time, the old master only felt a slight itching on his face and didn't take it seriously. Later, for some reason, it became more and more serious. He has scratched his skin bloody several times.
"We went to the hospital, but they couldn't find the cause. I invited famous doctors to diagnose and treat him, but they were of no help. During that time, as though it was deliberately arranged, every time at three o'clock in the afternoon, the disease would relapse right on time. Every time it recurred, the old master would scratch at his face like a madman. If we from the Dun family hadn't been keeping watch on him, the consequences would have been disastrous."