Chapter 1020 Master Miller

Book:The All-powerful Son-In-Law Published:2024-6-3

As the white-robed old man walked out, Winston and the other six people quickly stood up and went forward to greet him.
“Master Miller, how is Jason?” Winston anxiously asked.
“Master Miller, can Jason’s injuries be cured?” the other six people asked with nervousness and concern.
The white-robed old man swept his gaze over the crowd and finally looked at Winston, shaking his head. “Mr. Pater was injured by a Warrior Sect-level expert. If the opponent had gone all out, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have lasted until now. I’m sorry, but my abilities are limited, and I cannot heal Mr. Pater.”
“Master Miller, is it really impossible to cure Jason?” Winston unwillingly accepted this reality.
Master Miller thought for a moment and replied, “It’s not that it’s impossible to cure him. If a Fifth-rank Alchemist were to make a Flame Sun Pill for Mr. Pater to take, it could neutralize the Cold Energy in his body and heal his injuries.”
“Fifth-rank Alchemist? Flame Sun Pill?”
Master Miller’s words made the faces of the seven, led by Winston, turn bitter.
Master Miller was a Fourth-rank Alchemist, and it took great effort and a huge price for the Pater family to invite him.
Whether or not Master Miller could cure the family head, the consultation fee alone would cost 100 million.
Furthermore, after the treatment, they would have to provide three Three-grade Spirit Medicines and one Four-grade Spirit Medicine as additional payment.
Martial Cultivators rarely specialized in alchemy, so alchemists were even more precious than pandas. Even in top-tier Martial Arts Sects, alchemists were highly respected figures.
Given the current situation of the Pater family, finding a Fifth-rank Alchemist was practically impossible.
Hence, the expressions on Winston and the others’ faces were as bitter as if they had bitten on a piece of bitter gourd.
To put it plainly, if anything were to happen to Jason, the Pater family would quickly decline into a third-rate family. At that time, they would be even more subject to the bullying of the three major families, led by the Mclean family.
The existence of a Warrior Sect-level expert was not just about combat strength; their most important aspect was their deterrent power.
The grim situation before them reminded Winston, the elder patriarch, of himself.
He had been stuck at the peak of the Warrior Venerable realm for a full three years, unable to break through to the Warrior Sect Realm.
In the heavy atmosphere, a cough sounded.
Following the sound, they saw a middle-aged man in a wheelchair being pushed out by a servant.
The middle-aged man was covered with a thick furry blanket and held a hand warmer in his hands. For some reason, it seemed as if this person had just returned from the icy snow.
Although the middle-aged man’s face appeared sickly pale, traces of his former dignity could still be seen between his eyebrows.
“Jason.” Winston and the others looked at the middle-aged man and called out in unison.
The middle-aged man in the wheelchair was none other than the current head of the Pater family and the rival of the Mclean family, Jason.
Nicola’s eyes turned red, and she walked up to Jason, calling out, “Dad.”
“Nicola…,” Jason affectionately looked at Nicola, about to say something, but was interrupted by a violent coughing fit.
With Jason’s coughing, his complexion turned even paler, and not only that, but faint traces of cold air could be seen emanating from his body.
It seemed as if the person in the wheelchair was not a living being but an ice sculpture.
Charlie Pater, Nicola’s uncle, looked at Master Miller with a pleading look and said, “Master Miller, can you think of another way to control the cold air in my brother’s body, even if it’s just temporarily?”
“Controlling the cold air is not impossible, but the cold air inside Mr. Pater is extremely unusual. Forcibly controlling it would be like compressing a spring, and in the end, it would rebound even more terrifyingly.”
“With my current abilities, I can at most delay Mr. Pater’s life-threatening condition for ten days. If you manage to find a Fifth-rank Alchemist and have them produce a Flame Sun Pill for Mr. Pater to take within those ten days, then he can survive,” Master Miller explained.
“If there is no Flame Sun Pill after ten days, then we can only prepare for the worst,” Master Miller concluded bluntly.
“Please, Master Miller, save Jason’s life for ten days!” Winston pleaded urgently.
Although the chances of finding a Fifth-rank Alchemist and producing a Flame Sun Pill within ten days were slim, having a little more time meant having a little more hope.
“I can intervene again, but as for the consultation fee…” Master Miller didn’t finish his sentence. He glanced at Winston and Charlie, then absentmindedly stroked his white beard on his chin.
Winston and Charlie exchanged a look, understanding Master Miller’s intention.
Master Miller was extremely money-minded.
After Charlie nodded, Winston gritted his teeth and said, “Master Miller, if you can save Jason’s life for ten days, then my family is willing to pay you an additional 200 million as a consultation fee. Furthermore, we will provide you with three Three-grade Spirit Medicines and one Four-grade Spirit Medicine.”
A satisfied smile appeared on Master Miller’s slightly chubby face as he said, “I still trust the reputation of the Pater family. In that case, I will…”
Before Master Miller could finish his sentence, a cold laughter interrupted him. “Just delaying for ten days, yet you have the audacity to demand such a large sum of money. Living to this age, and yet you have no shame.”
The sudden cold laughter caused everyone’s expressions to change.
They looked towards the source of the sound, and it was none other than the friend Nicola had brought along.
Only now did Winston and the others realize that there was an outsider present.
“Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?” Master Miller coldly snorted, his gaze shifting from Leo’s face to Winston’s face. “The younger generation of the Pater family, how can they be so ignorant of etiquette?”
Seeing Master Miller’s displeased expression, Winston quickly apologized and explained, “Master Miller, please calm down. This young man is not a member of my family.”
If Leo hadn’t been brought by Nicola, Winston would have reprimanded him long ago.
“Nicola, take your friend to the estate for a walk,” Winston said to Nicola with a slightly stern tone.
“Winston, Leo came specifically to treat my father. He is a traditional medicine practitioner and possesses extraordinary medical skills,” Nicola hurriedly explained.
“Him? Traditional medicine?” Winston’s face couldn’t help but show a surprised expression.
Charlie and the others also wore puzzled expressions.
A young person like him, actually a traditional medicine practitioner, and came specifically to treat Jason?
If news of this were to reach the Mclean family, it would surely make them burst into laughter.
Winston’s face turned dark, his voice even more solemn, “Nicola, your father’s illness is of great importance. How can you casually bring someone claiming to be a traditional medicine practitioner to treat him? Isn’t this nonsense!?”
Master Miller timely chuckled, “Since you have already invited a skilled traditional medicine practitioner, then I am redundant here. I am unable to help Mr. Pater with his illness. I bid you farewell.”
After finishing his words, Master Miller flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
He knew very well that Winston and the others would stop him, which was why he was so confident.
Sure enough, Winston became anxious and quickly stopped Master Miller, saying, “Master Miller, please wait.”