Chapter 46.

"I don't understand what you mean." Dustin kept a straight

face and played dumb. He was not one to claim credit or recognition for

what he had done. Since things had ended between them, he hoped they

wouldn't be involved with each other in any way. "It really wasn't you?"

Dahlia still had some doubts. "Ms. Nicholson, I think there's some

misunderstanding. How can someone as useless as me help you?" Dustin

replied coldly. "Maybe I was wrong." There was a hint of disappointment

in her eyes as she added, "That's right. Why would you help me? After

all, we're no longer together. Besides, you're not capable of doing so."

"As you said, I have no money or power. I'm nothing compared to Chris. Is

there anything else?" Dustin's face remained blank. 1 "No. You can go

back to Ms. Harmon," Dahlia said scornfully. "Alright, please excuse me."

Dustin did not say much more and quickly caught up with Natasha, who

deliberately walked slower. "Mr. Rhys, it seems Ms. Nicholson still has

some feelings for you," Natasha teased. "Feelings?" Dustin laughed

mockingly, "It's good enough that we haven't turned against each other."

"You can never read a woman's heart. There may be things even she has yet

to figure out." Natasha smiled and tried to change the topic. "Oh, you

mentioned you still need some rare herbs?" "Why? Have you found them?"

Dustin immediately perked up. "Not yet. But I know someone who can help

you. He was bom into a family of doctors, and he collects many valuable

herbs. Maybe he has what you need," Natasha explained. "Oh? Who is it?"

Dustin inquired. "Follow me and you'll find out." Natasha didn't give

more details. She took Dustin's hand and went to the lounge on the second

floor. There were two men in the lounge room. One of them was Natasha's

grandfather, Andrew Harmon. The other was a burly man who looked about a

couple of decades older than Dustin. The man was wearing a suit that made

his muscles bulge. He had a calm expression on his face. It was apparent

he was no ordinary person. "Mr. Rhys, you're here! Have a seat!" Andrew

immediately gestured for him to sit once Dustin entered the room. "How

are you feeling, Old Mr. Harmon?" Dustin asked politely. "Much better.

It's all thanks to you. If not, I would have lost my life." Andrew

smiled. "It's nothing." Dustin said modestly. "Mr. Rhys, I would like to

introduce someone to you." Natasha pointed at the other man.

"This is Duane Welch, an expert in medicine. He's from

Millsburg and has a lot of experience. You can ask him if you need

anything concerning medicine." "I've met you before." Dustin nodded. "I

didn't know you were going to introduce someone so young to me. I don't

know if he has what it takes." Duane sized him up disdainfully. He had

personally come because he heard there was a famous doctor in Swinton. He

hadn't expect it to be this unremarkable boy. What a waste of his time!

"Mr. Welch, you can't judge a book by its cover. I've personally

witnessed Mr. Rhys' skill. He's on par with other experienced doctors!"

Natasha reassured him. "Is that so? If that's the case, he should

evaluate me and see if he could diagnose anything."Duane started to get

ready for an evaluation. It was obvious he was trying to make things

difficult for Dustin. "There's no need. I can recognize what disease you

have in a glance," Dustin responded. "In a glance?" Duane was slightly

startled. "Are you joking? You can diagnose me by just looking? Even the

senior doctors in Millsburg can't do that!" "I don't know if others can

do it. But I can indeed see what disease you have." Dustin was very

certain. "Alright! Then I would really like to know what you have

diagnosed!" Duane joked lightly. "You have a weak pulse, and you often

become breathless. Your chest area especially is infected, and in

addition to the internal injuries you suffered before, you are now

terminally ill!" Dustin explained in a breath. "Terminally ill? Ha! What

nonsense!" Duane chuckled coldly. "Young man, don't you know that I've

led an active lifestyle since I was young? My body is very strong.

Besides, I take a lot of supplements. I'm basically invincible to any

disease! How dare you say I'm terminally ill? What a joke!" "You're only

healthy physically. The real disease is internal. Also, you should stop

taking those supplements as they would only make your condition worse.

Once it breaks out, there will be no turning back!" Dustin warned. "What

a load of bullshit! I've been taking those supplements since I was young

and nothing has happened in 40 years. Now you're telling me they don't

work?" Duane was very unhappy about this. "I'm just warning you. If you

continue, you will have a thyroid infection in three days!" Dustin

advised. "You're not fooling me! I've encountered a lot of scammers like

you!" Duane said disdainfully. "Mr. Welch, Dustin is a skilled doctor.

You better not take his words lightly." Natasha reminded him gently.

"Natasha, I think you have been scammed. I know my body well. I'm not

sick at all. He's just trying to scare us!" "Since you don't believe it,

why don't we make a bet?" "What is at stake?"

"It's simple. If your disease breaks out within three days, you have

to let Dustin pick anything from your collection of valuable herbs!"

"Alright! But what if I'm fine?" "If you're fine, you can come to the

Harmon family's treasury and pick any three items!" Natasha offered

boldly. "You stated the rules. Since you're being so generous, I won't

hold back!" Duane chuckled. Everything in the Harmon family's treasury

was an extraordinary item. Any three would be a rare collector's item.

"Mr. Welch, a word of advice, it's best if you don't leave Swinton in

these three days. If anything happens, I can still save you in time,"

Dustin advised. "What a joke! Who am I? Do I need you to save me? Even if

I were sick, I would never ask you to treat me!" Duane said

contemptuously. He wouldn't even bother talking with this scammer if it

weren't for the Harmon family. "There's no point in saying more. The

truth will prevail" Dustin smiled faintly without saying another word. He

just hoped Duane's rare herbs collection would have what he needed.