Chapter 414
Despite his bruised and swollen face, Ernest wasting with pay as he felt his body recovering After checking himself thoroughly to confirm he was really okay, he burst no laughter.
“I’m alive! I actually made it!”
The bodyguards looked at him in dishelled before turning to Andrew. They could not comprehend how a few kicks could save someone’s life was this guy some kind of mice worker?
Andrew explained clinically, “Mr. Ramsey’s mainproblem was blocked pressure points causing blood congestion. My kicks cleared those blockages at restored groper dialaton, which naturally resolved the issue.
“But Andrew, why do I feel so weak even though the pain is gone?” mest as you holding his head. “I feel like I’m about to pass on
Andrew smiled knowingly. “That’s normal. Most people would have died from losing that much blood. You survived only because of your strong constitution and all those supplements you take.”
Ernest’s face turned pale. “Are you saying my life force is severely depleted?”
“Not just depleted,” Andrew corrected him. “You’re like a candle in the wind–one wrong move and your light could go out permanently.
Cold sweat broke out on Ernest’s forehead. “Are you exaggerating?”
Andrew gestured casually. “You don’t believe me? Try moving around a bit and see for yourself.”
Ernest attempted to take two steps forward. His legs trembled with weakness, and after those mere steps, he was panting heavily with his tongue hanging out like an exhausted dog.
“Why? Why am I like this?” Ernest raged, unable to accept his condition. “How am Lany different from a frail old man now?”
The bodyguards pointed accusingly at Andrew. “Mr. Ramsey, this guy must have done something to you. He’s definitely behind this!”
“Mr. Ramsey, you should be thanking God that I managed to save your life,” Andrew sighed as Ernest glared at him with bloodshot eyes.
He continued, “Instead of showing gratitude, you’re treating me like an enemy. Maybe I shouldn’t have saved you after all.”
Ernest shouted, “I don’t care! You saved me, so you’re responsible for fixing everything! How can I live if I can’t eat, drink, or even touch women?”
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Andrew nodded matter–of–factly. “You’re right, Mr. Ramsey. In your current condition, your can’t drink alcohol, overeat, or engage in any strenuous physical activities, especially with women!”
Ernest staggered, nearly losing his balance. “Without these pleasures, what’s the point of living?”
Life without his favorite indulgences–fine food, experisive liquor, and beautiful women- seemed worse than death to him.
