Chapter 23: The Spears Family's Lost Technique

"Got your eye on my patients?" Troy froze, wondering if he'd heard right. "I want to hold consultations here for a few days," Finnley said, laying his cards on the table. "Consultations?"  Troy narrowed his eyes, locking onto Finnley's gaze to make sure this outrageous request was for real, not just bluster.  He frowned, shook his head, and replied, "Impossible." "If your skills are below mine and I let you see patients, I'd be failing them. If your skills match or surpass mine," he added,...