The Dean greeted them at the entrance: "Mrs. Morrison, Young Master Morrison, please."
The person who came to find Nolan was Mrs. Morrison. She walked ahead and said, "Give him a thorough examination, let's see how his body has recovered."
"Alright, Young Master Morrison, please follow me."
Various machines scanned his body, drawing 200 ml of blood, and it took a while before it was done.
Nolan sat up and slowly buttoned his shirt, once again hiding the scars on his body.
Mrs. Morrison asked, "How is his physical condition?"
Her expression was cold and stern, her hair neatly tied up, her figure maintained well, and her facial features were beautiful. Even though she was elderly and wrinkles had appeared at the corners of her eyes, she was still pretty.
It was only her tightly pursed lips and sharp eyes that made her appear less gentle and more severe.
