The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1829

"My teacher’s health is going down the drain, all I can do is to buy him some time."

The Prior bowed his head and didn't utter a word.

"I get it, do your best, I'll help you," he finally murmured after a moment.

Larkin walked to Abbot’s wooden desk.

Everything on the table was just as he left it.

The spot where he first read the Bible, standing on a little stool.

Larkin quickly wrote down a medication list.

It included some rare drugs that you can't find in your average pharmacy.

So Larkin made a call and got someone to ship them special delivery from B City.

The Prior got straight to work.

He went out in the middle of the night to pick up the medication according to Larkin's list.

By morning, the drugs Larkin needed were quickly delivered to the monastery.

Larkin divided the drugs and handed them to the Prior, "I'll come by every day to give my teacher crystal healing."

"Much obliged." The Prior nodded quietly, then said, "I..."

He just couldn't bear to lose the Abbot.

The thought of living without Abbot by his side...

Left him feeling lost at sea!

"I understand." Larkin patted the Prior's shoulder gently.

The Prior glanced at him, instantly feeling a little more at ease, "You've been up all night, get some rest."

"Okay." Larkin nodded.

He took one last look at the closed door before leaving Abbot’s room.

But Larkin didn't head back to his quarters to rest.

"Why are you wearing mismatched slippers? This one isn't yours, is it?" Erica grabbed Larkin's hand, looked down at his feet, and asked quietly.

Larkin didn't have the mind to worry about what he was wearing after the night he'd had.

"No wonder it felt a bit off..." He looked at the shoe on his right foot, it was a bit small.

"You guys go on!" Erica waved at the Sisters, took Larkin's hand, and started toward his quarters, "I hope the guy whose shoe you've got hasn't left yet!"

That night, Larkin was in the dumps.

He kept beating himself up.

Looking at his teacher’s symptoms, he went through every medical knowledge he had in his head.

But there wasn't a single method that could save his teacher’s life.

Erica's hand, warm, held his cold hand.

His whirlwind of emotions, at that moment, got a huge relief.

It felt like a ship tossed about in the stormy sea, finally returning to its safe harbor.