Christopher stared at the girl, whose face looked as pale as snow. From her pale skin tone, he could recall how she looked just the same when he first met her. However, her condition had since worsened. At this moment, the girl, who was in a light yellow long dress, had her eyes shut tightly. Her long fluttering lashes on her doe eyes looked extremely mesmerizing, and her long beautiful legs were exposed right in front of Christopher. Nevertheless, Christopher had no time to take note of that as this girl was none other than the girl that Chloe brought to him previously—Hilda Turner. At the thought of that, an odd look appeared on his face. Looks like Noah has that kind of problem as well. How embarrassing is it to have his daughter take the lead for him? After observing Hilda, Christopher noticed that her breath was weak. It seemed like she was in a way more critical condition than Mabel was. Immediately, Christopher grabbed Hilda’s soft hand and placed his right hand on her pulse. Right then, he was shocked when he sensed her extremely weak pulses. If it weren't for the Wisdom of Herophilus and Hippocrates, he didn't think he would have been able to sense her pulses at all. It seemed like there was a strong cold aura inside of Hilda’s that had constantly been corroding her body, causing her face to turn pale and her breath to get weak as well as putting her life in danger. Christopher started searching through his mind. A while later, he finally came across a case that was similar to Hilda’s. However, healing this illness required an extremely rare traditional medicine, as well as the technique of acupuncture and moxibustion. Christopher left Hilda’s room with a grim expression on his face. Upon noticing his expression, Noah and Mabel panicked and started asking anxiously, “How was it? Is it possible for you to get Hilda's condition under control?” Noah and Mabel grabbed Christopher’s hands and started swinging them around as the anxious look on their faces got even more evident. “I can probably treat Miss Hilda's illness. However, this illness requires an extremely precious and rare traditional medicine. If we can't find it, I won't be able to do anything,” Christopher sighed before informing Noah and Mabel about it. Nonetheless, an ecstatic look flashed past Noah’s face when he heard Christopher. Trying his best to suppress his excitement, Noah quickly asked, “Christopher, tell me the name of the traditional medicine. I'll get my men to search for it right away!” “The name of the traditional medicine is called Icarus Root. It is gold in color, and it has slight blood-red highlights at its outermost layer. The Icarus Root has many feelers surrounding it and has a light aroma.” Christopher pondered for a moment before describing the Icarus Root based on his memories. Glancing at Noah, who was standing next to him, he continued, “It is extremely rare to find an Icarus Root, and I don't think there are more than five of them in the entire Brentwood City.” Upon hearing Christopher, Noah, who was initially excited, staggered backward and fell into silence as his face turned pale again. It was obviously hard to get his hands on rare traditional medication. Still, didn't that mean he might lose his daughter to the illness? While Noah was starting to feel despair, Mabel, who was next to him, suddenly asked, “Noah, don't you know many owners of big enterprises? If I recall correctly, your friend, Harold Myers, has a medicinal ingredient operating company? Moreover, I've also heard that his company is very well known in Brentwood City because they house most of the precious medicinal ingredients.” Noah had his eyes brightened as his excited look returned to his face again. “You're right! That's right! Harold had previously asked for my help to do something for him! I've even gone over to his place once! I can't believe I almost forgot about it. Christopher, I'm calling Harold now to ask him about the Icarus Root!” Then, Noah immediately contacted Harold. However, he was completely dumbfounded after the conversation with Harold as an awkward look replaced his initially cheerful one. “Harold’s company does have one Icarus Root, and it costs around a few million to buy it. However, he was reluctant to sell it,” Noah shook his head before he explained in despair. A few million? That's normal. A weird smile appeared on Christopher’s face. “Director Turner, didn't you say that you've gone over to his place previously? I have got an idea to get him to give us the Icarus Root for free.” Christopher could still recall seeing a 5 million order of Hundred Tonics Nourishing Soup by Brentwood City Oceana Limited Company, and this was probably Harold’s company. Obviously, this wasn't enough to get Harold to give them the Icarus Root for free, and it wasn't what Christopher was relying on. Hearing Christopher, Noah immediately looked surprised because everyone knew Harold was a stingy person, and there was no way that he’d give something up willingly, even if it merely cost around a few hundreds of thousands, not to mention millions. Noticing Noah's doubtful look, Christopher chuckled. Since he wanted to return the favor to Noah, he obviously had to give it his best shot. “As traditional medical practitioners are most peculiar about observing, listening, asking and pulse checking, sometimes all it takes is one glance before knowing their patients’ symptoms, and some could even tell that someone’s sick just from how they talk. That's possible too. I can tell that Harold Myers is sick! And his illness is a serious one too! Haha!” Since the Four Diagnostic Methods were invented by the master healer, Hippocrates, Christopher, who inherited his abilities, could obviously tell that the man was sick from his voice. “If that's so. Let's go, then.” Noah had no choice but to believe in Christopher because he didn't want to use his authority to threaten Harold. Nodding, Christopher followed Noah and got into his car. To prevent any mishaps, he even contacted Luna to inform her that he was helping Noah out so that she wouldn't be worried. In no time, the two of them reached Harold’s place’s front entrance. Harold had an extremely large house that looked extravagant, as all of the decorations were expensive. There was a man in a red uniform guarding the house from the outside, and a proud look appeared on his face when he saw Noah and Christopher. The man stopped Noah and Christopher before saying arrogantly, “Who are you guys? The Myers Residence is not for ordinary people like you guys? I can already tell that you guys are nobodies judging from your outfits, so just leave.” Upon hearing that, Noah frowned before his face was filled with anger. Since when did people dare to speak to me like this? Then, he immediately took out his badge as the director of the Department of Public Security and revealed his identity. “Open up your useless eyes and tell me what this is.” When the man saw Noah’s badge, he was frightened immediately as a panicked look appeared on his face. Not having the courage to stop Christopher and Noah from entering, the man quickly rushed to inform Harold about it.