In a luxurious office.
A spacious desk made of expensive wood, and a woman with canine features was engrossed in her work.
Her features were so natural that it was impossible to tell if she genuinely looked that way or if it was some kind of disguise.
Strange noises occasionally came from the office.
"Hehe!"
"Slurp!"
The sounds were intermittent, and finally, the woman working couldn't take it anymore.
"Biscuit! If you want to look, go outside and look, don't make those strange noises!"
The one making the strange noises was Biscuit, leaning on a nearby chair, holding a magazine about handsome men, reading it with great relish.
Hearing this, Biscuit put away the magazine and looked at the woman at the desk.
"Cheadle, how much longer are you going to work? Didn't we agree to go shopping together later?"
A vein throbbed on Cheadle's forehead as she said, "We agreed on the afternoon, it's only noon now!"
"Then it's perfect for us to have lunch together, do you know any good restaurants around here?"
Hearing Biscuit's words, Cheadle couldn't help but rub her forehead.
Just then, Biscuit's phone vibrated.
She took out her phone, saw the unfamiliar number, and answered the call.
Kevin's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Haha, Master, it's been a long time, how have you been recently?"
"Not bad."
"I have good news for you, I got my hunter license."
"It would be strange if you didn't get it."
"Don't say that, getting a hunter license isn't easy."
"Hehe, just get to the point, you wouldn't call me for no reason."
"Master is wise, I do have something I need your help with."
"Mm."
"It's like this, I urgently need a doctor with superb medical skills, and it would be even better if they were a Nen User.
I heard you mention before that you and Cheadle are friends, so I wanted to ask, do you have her contact information?"
What a coincidence.
Biscuit silently turned her head and looked at Cheadle, who was waiting nearby.
Cheadle was a little confused, it seemed they were talking about something related to her?
"Your call came at a really convenient time, she's right next to me."
"Is, is that so?"
"That's right, I was thinking of finding an opportunity to introduce you two, since that's the case, I'll send you her contact information in a bit."
"Thank you, Master! I will never forget your great kindness!"
After hanging up, Biscuit looked at Cheadle.
"Is there something related to me? From what you just said, it sounds like someone needs my help?" Cheadle asked.
Biscuit nodded: "It's one of my apprentices."
"I understand, an uncut gem, right?" As Biscuit's good friend, Cheadle was all too familiar with her way of speaking.
"He needs a doctor's help, he probably found your information, after all, you're quite famous.
He must have heard your name from me before, which is why he thought of contacting me."
Obtaining Cheadle's contact information was not difficult; one could find it by spending some money on intelligence.
But doing so would obviously be impolite, especially since Kevin knew the person was his Master's friend.
This was Biscuit's guess regarding Kevin's actions.
After listening to Biscuit's explanation, Cheadle nodded, but still said, "If I'm not interested in what he has to say, even if he's your apprentice, I won't agree to help."
Although her time wasn't tight, it wasn't something to be wasted casually.
These words made Biscuit smile, and she looked at Cheadle and said, "Don't underestimate him, you'll definitely be interested in him."
"Oh? Then I'll look forward to it."
At this moment, Biscuit was about to send Cheadle's contact information to Kevin, but unexpectedly, Kevin's message arrived first.
The message was about some potions available for sale.
Since Biscuit and Cheadle were together, Kevin directly asked if Cheadle would accept these potions as payment.
These potions could also be shown to Biscuit.
If it was acceptable, they could discuss cooperation; if not, there was no need for further trouble.
"There are so many kinds?" Although Biscuit knew Kevin had Nen Ability, she hadn't delved into which specific potions he could refine.
Seeing this list of potions now, she was somewhat surprised.
She immediately forwarded the message to Cheadle.
Cheadle looked at the message on her phone, carefully reading through it: "Is this the product of your apprentice's Nen Ability? It's making special potions."
As a professional Hunter with a doctor's identity, she had to admit that she was indeed very interested in these special potions.
Especially when she saw that there were also customization options.
These potions covered all aspects, which indicated that the other party's Nen Ability was very comprehensive. She guessed that perhaps he needed to prepare the materials himself.
And it also required relevant knowledge for blending and other restrictions, which meant this ability was very interesting, and its effects were also very practical.
"Okay, if the payment is in potions, I agree to go, but he has to send me the patient's information."
These were the usual procedures for seeing a doctor.
What else could there be besides seeing a doctor when seeking her, a doctor? At most, it was a matter of urgency.
Soon, with Biscuit's mediation, both parties reached a preliminary cooperation agreement.
At this time, Kevin and Menchi boarded the airship for their return journey together.
A few days later.
The airship landed at Vassa City Airport.
This was the city where the Nostrade Family resided.
At this moment, Menchi, sitting in the mafia's limousine, looked at Kevin and said, "I didn't expect you to be a mafia boss, how interesting."
Kevin waved his hand: "No, the relationship is quite complex, but you could say we're close partners."
He didn't explain much, as Menchi was mostly just teasing.
Hava was driving; he was the first Nostrade Family mafia member to contact Kevin.
Now, he was pretty much Kevin's subordinate, responsible for handling some of Kevin's miscellaneous tasks.
"How is the situation at the manor?" Kevin asked.
"Nothing has changed since you left, but yesterday two young ladies visited, saying they were entrusted by you."
Hearing this, Kevin nodded, surprised that they had arrived a day earlier than him and Menchi.
Two young ladies.
Could Biscuit have come along too?
His Master seemed quite leisurely.
But thinking about it, it made sense; she was in her fifties, perhaps this age was for enjoying leisure.
These somewhat "treasonous" thoughts flashed through Kevin's mind.
The vehicle drove all the way to the manor in the suburbs.
The group got out of the car.
"This is where you live? It's really grand!" Menchi raised her hand to shield the sun, looking up at the manor.
"It's alright, if you'd like, you can stay here for a few more days, I'd be very happy to have you."
And very happy to have your cooking.
The group walked into the manor, chatting as they went.
Then, they saw Biscuit sitting in the garden pavilion, drinking tea and conversing with Neon.
Biscuit seemed to have seen Kevin returning, and raised her hand to wave.
Kevin walked straight over.
"You're quite slow to return."
"Sorry, Master, when I contacted you, I was still in the Kakin Empire."
"Don't call me Master, it makes me sound old!" Biscuit said unhappily.
"Yes, Princess Biscuit, your loyal knight is late."
After speaking, Kevin even exaggeratedly knelt down, like a knight performing a salute.
Biscuit became interested, tilted her head slightly, jumped off her seat, and placed her hand on Kevin's arm.
"My lovely Princess will not punish you."
"Teacher!" A voice came, instantly breaking Biscuit's interest.
Wing, who had just walked in, saw this scene and immediately realized he had come at the wrong time.
Unlike Wing's seriousness, Kevin's casual personality sometimes perfectly matched Biscuit's "channel."
Menchi and the others could only stand outside, looking at the scene with bewildered expressions.
They had guessed earlier that the lady was Biscuit, after all, she was quite famous in the Hunter Association.
Although they hadn't seen her photo, they had heard descriptions of her appearance, which matched.
They just hadn't expected her personality to be so unique.
"Uncle Kevin" X2
Kurapika and Pairo also walked over with Wing.
Subsequently, Light and Rosanna also rushed over after hearing the news, followed by a person Kevin had never seen before.
If nothing unexpected happened, this should be the Three-Star Hunter, Cheadle.
Dog girl?
Her somewhat animal-like appearance was very unique; once seen, it was basically unforgettable.
However, it should be a disguise or an effect of her Nen Ability, not her true appearance.
In just this short while, all the important figures in the manor had gathered in the garden.
Everyone introduced themselves and got acquainted.
After chatting for a while, Kevin, accompanied by Biscuit, Cheadle, and Pairo, went to the family infirmary within the manor.
Cheadle seemed to be a no-nonsense person; she directly stated, "This should be the patient. I've already conducted some preliminary checks on his condition.
However, since you hadn't arrived yet, a detailed examination wasn't performed. Do you need me to conduct a more thorough examination now?"
After all, Kevin was the employer, and she immediately entered work mode.
Hearing this, Kevin nodded.
"Then come with me, child."
Kevin patted Pairo's shoulder.
Then, everyone saw Cheadle take out something resembling a medical record book.
She began to ask Pairo about his situation, just like a regular consultation at a hospital.
Afterward, she began to perform some simple examinations, using only the ordinary medical equipment she carried with her.
But Kevin was no ordinary person; he could naturally tell that Nen was used throughout the entire examination process.
It wasn't a specific Nen Ability, but a special technique.
Although the examination was thorough, it didn't take too much time. Soon, Cheadle provided the diagnosis.
"The patient's problem should be due to a fall from a height during childhood.
Although I don't know why, it's clear that the patient didn't receive proper treatment at the time, leaving him with sequelae.
As he aged, the impact of these symptoms expanded.
Too much time has passed; even with high-precision surgery, it may not be possible for him to fully recover to a healthy state."
These issues didn't need much explanation; they were neurological problems, very difficult to repair.
Of course, her explanation here was more based on the current medical standards for ordinary people.
She pushed up the glasses on her face, looked at Kevin, and said, "Of course, we are all Nen Users. If I use my Nen Ability for more refined treatment, he has a chance of recovery.
But this will take a considerable amount of time. The entire course of treatment is estimated to require at least three years, with two treatments annually.
Each session would take approximately two to three hours."
In terms of total time, it didn't sound like much, but the treatment period required a gradual process and for the body to adapt.
Pairo's problem was neither an acute injury nor an inherent physical ailment.
Instead, it was a neurological issue; if he had received timely treatment after the fall, it would have been a simple matter for Cheadle, curable in the blink of an eye.
But the problem was that so many years had passed without a solution, causing the sequelae to worsen and spread to his optic nerves,
brain, and both legs.
And these were just the more severe aspects.
In reality, his entire body had become very weak; this impact was comprehensive.
Simply put, it was a problem caused by procrastination.
Such problems cannot be solved by simple surgery; they require slow recuperation and gradual, gentle treatment.
Hearing the doctor's words, Pairo's face clearly showed disappointment.
Sure enough, was his body still too weak?
If this continued, let alone revenge, even living a healthy life would be a problem.
"My Nen Ability might be able to provide good auxiliary effects during the treatment process. I invited you here not only to help him with his physical examination but also, more importantly, to collaborate with you to develop a specific antidote for his current condition."
Hearing Kevin's words, Cheadle's expression didn't show much surprise; it was all within her expectations.
She spoke up to remind him, "If that's the case, I will inevitably need to understand your Nen Ability in depth. Although I will promise confidentiality, I hope you will carefully consider the risks involved."
Her own Nen Ability had the effects of examination and related treatment.
The so-called in-depth cooperation to develop an antidote clearly relied mainly on Kevin's Nen Ability, with her providing assistance based on her professional knowledge and ability for in-depth investigation.
Kevin nodded indifferently, "No problem, then we can discuss the remuneration now."
Cheadle nodded, "I'm not very interested in ordinary money. I hope to be paid with your potions.
If the potions' effects are truly as you describe, I will reduce the remuneration accordingly."
Then she added, "From the beginning of assisting with your treatment, the cost will continuously increase, so I hope you keep that in mind."
Kevin nodded; after all, the other party was a Three-Star Hunter, so a high price was reasonable.
"These are the potions I'm giving you first. You can take a look. These two are not included in the remuneration."
Saying this, Kevin took out two vials of potion from his waist and handed them to Cheadle.
Cheadle pushed up her glasses, curiously took the potions, and examined them from side to side, but she didn't immediately try to use them or conduct a more in-depth examination.
"Okay, I'll study them carefully later."
At this point, a verbal agreement was temporarily reached between the two parties.
Cheadle would draft a contract, and the treatment would officially begin tomorrow, with remuneration also calculated from the signing of the contract tomorrow.
She generously decided not to charge for the round-trip travel and the two days wasted.
It was then that Kevin realized this Three-Star Hunter was not only accomplished in the medical field but also highly skilled in law.
This was simply the ultimate academic genius!
Both medicine and law are extremely demanding fields of study.
To become a Hunter was already a genius, and a Three-Star Hunter was the cream of the crop among geniuses.
To be honest, Kevin was already looking forward to the process of cooperating with Cheadle in pharmaceutical development.
Even just listening to her advice might bring him considerable gains, as his knowledge base and hers were completely on different levels; even the original owner couldn't compare to her.
They were simply not on the same dimension.
After everyone dispersed, Kevin and Biscuit took a walk in the manor.
"Those three people—they are from the Kurta Clan who were massacred before, aren't they?" Biscuit asked.
Kevin was not surprised and nodded.
"It seems you've had quite a rich experience during this time, but looking at you, your strength hasn't declined either."
In fact, Biscuit was more concerned about this aspect.
This made Kevin smile and say, "Of course, I've never relaxed my training."
Kevin had always persisted in training, and with the aid of potions, his overall strength had been steadily increasing.