After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 121 - 099: Sending Someone to Drink Water (1 more)

Chapter 121: Chapter 099: Sending Someone to Drink Water (1 more)

"Is Dr. Taylor going to use living people for her research? Is this the medical ethics of the Taylor Family?"

"Old Master Foster, do you remember who was treating you that day? As long as you reveal their identity, I will stop wasting time on you."

Lily Taylor came here to find the person who performed the hidden needle technique on Elder Foster.

Fred Foster frowned, "Dr. Taylor, you know my situation at that time. When I woke up, I saw you all yelling that you wanted to study me, this old man. As for the person who performed the needle technique you mentioned, I have no idea."

He didn’t even know how he woke up, let alone answer Lily Taylor’s question.

Lily Taylor thought about it, "Since Old Master Foster doesn’t know, then you will have to cooperate with us."

"Taylor Family members’ behavior is once again impressive," a deep voice echoed from behind.

Lily Taylor’s expression changed slightly.

Fred Foster turned his body and saw the man standing there.

The slanting sunlight warmed him, his shadow falling on a wildflower, swaying brilliantly in the breeze.

This man was even more stunning than the brilliantly blooming flowers around him.

With his hands in his pockets, a cigarette between his thin lips, and his narrow phoenix eyes slightly squinted, the depths of his eyes were so dark that even the other’s figure was buried deep within.

Just like before, Lily Taylor’s heart was fiercely struck by this evildoer.

Immediately, she remembered his identity.

All those so-called stirrings turned into nothingness.

What remained was only avoidance.

"Captain Hawthorne."

"Who were you just talking about using for research?" Len Hawthorne smiled, even more dazzling than the sunlight, yet Lily Taylor felt as if this smile choked her throat, making her entire body cold.

"How could Captain Hawthorne be here."

"It seems like I was the one asking you a question."

Lily Taylor frowned, "I came to visit Old Master Foster, and our previous confirmation of Old Master Foster’s condition is what we are following up on now."

"So the Taylor Family does follow-ups? That’s something new."

This was definitely a sarcastic remark.

She had received news that the cleanup team had all withdrawn, so why was he still here?

Could it be that someone had sent false information?

"Captain Hawthorne, Old Master Foster’s situation is a bit special, requiring two follow-up visits for confirmation," Lily Taylor clearly felt the pressure brought by Len Hawthorne and frowned unhappily.

Be it in the Imperial Capital or other provinces’ family cliques, their Taylor Family’s medical skills were second to none.

It was because of this confidence that Lily Taylor believed that everyone should follow their arrangements, and that they had the right to be arrogant.

Even powerful ancient martial artists eventually sought help from the Taylor Family.

The captain of the cleanup team in front of her would be no exception.

With a smile containing death, Len Hawthorne looked at her.

Handsome, yes, but it made her uncomfortable.

He spoke casually, "No wonder the Taylor Family has declined to this point, their intelligence is quite touching."

Lily Taylor realized he was insulting not just her, but also her entire family.

Her expression turned cold, extremely angry: "Don’t think that just because you’re the captain of the cleanup team you can belittle the Taylor Family. There will be a day when you, Len Hawthorne, will come begging for our help."

So don’t get ahead of yourself and don’t be in a hurry to offend the Taylor Family.

"That’s why I said your intelligence is touching. Do you really think that what you’re doing can fool me? The saying ’Long hair, short wit’ is precisely accurate in your case."

Lily Taylor’s temples bulged with anger.

"Captain Hawthorne, I am now following up on a patient’s condition and don’t have time to drag this out with you."

"Do you know why I gave you a chance last time?"

Len Hawthorne took out his lighter, lit the cigarette, held it between his slender fingers, but did not take a puff.

Lily Taylor stared at him warily.

In her view, he had given them a chance last time because he feared the Taylor Family.

"Old Man Foster," Len Hawthorne waved at Fred Foster.

Fred Foster hesitated for a moment before walking up to him.

Len lightly tapped the old man’s neck to help him sit down.

"Now that there’s no one watching, you can make your move. I’ll give you a second chance, so you won’t say I’m bullying a woman."

"You can think of me as not being a woman, Captain Hawthorne. I apologize in advance," Lily Taylor swiftly moved like the wind, with a handful of poison powder thrown out.

Len Hawthorne clicked his tongue.

That trick again.

Len’s actions were just as carefree as his subordinates.

Lily Taylor went all out from the start.

*

Three minutes.

Len Hawthorne only used three minutes to pin the beautiful woman into the ditch, creating a huge pit.