Baron Baboon? Does Bison have such a nickname?
Recalling the Baron with the receding hairline, who often unconsciously rubbed his forehead, it really did look a bit like a baboon.
Seeing Kyle finally put down his revolver, Lex quickly pulled out Amelia's letter from his inner jacket pocket. Before he could hand it over, he saw Kyle put the revolver back and hurried towards the main door.
"I'm sorry, Amelia's child, I have something else to do and cannot entertain you."
Suddenly, Kyle stopped, looking at Lex with a serious expression: "Amelia sent you to find me. Could it be that you have also embarked on the path of a Hunter?"
"Yes, Mr. Kyle, I..."
Not giving Lex a chance to finish his sentence again, Kyle was about to leave.
"Wait, Mr. Kyle, if it's about your wife, I think I might be able to help you."
This statement made Kyle stop. He turned his head to look at the young man in the living room.
Lex continued: "I heard from your neighbor that your wife is ill, and it's quite serious. I can find you better doctors and the best hospital. I believe these can help your wife."
Kyle's face darkened: "Good doctors and good hospitals require a lot of money. You should be able to tell that I'm not that wealthy."
Lex said directly: "I have money. Money is not an issue for me, so you don't need to worry about that."
Kyle stared at him blankly for a moment before saying, "You couldn't already be a Provoker, could you?"
Lex was stunned for a moment, then said: "If I were already a Provoker, I wouldn't need to come find you."
Kyle smiled meaningfully: "In that case, you still have quite the talent for a Provoker."
Is that so? I wonder where you got that idea?
Lex didn't continue the discussion on this topic. He walked to the door, opened it, and let the brilliant evening sun fall upon Kyle.
"So, which hospital should we go to for your wife?"
As night fell, Kyle's wife, Lanci, was finally admitted to Chris Private Hospital.
This is the largest and best hospital in Tingen City, boasting experienced doctors and various advanced medical equipment.
Of course, its fees are also the highest.
It was not something someone like Kyle could afford.
But even so, Lanci's condition remained grim. Lex had already consulted the attending physician and knew that Lanci suffered from a severe liver disease.
For her situation, the doctor offered two suggestions.
One was conservative treatment, primarily to alleviate the patient's pain, but ultimately the patient would only face death.
The second was surgery, but surgery carried risks and could not guarantee 100% success.
Now, Kyle held his head, unsure how to choose.
"Mr. Kyle, I'm very sorry about your wife."
Lex sat down next to the dejected former Hunter, trying to comfort him: "But you don't need to despair. I can still try to think of a solution. For now, let's adopt conservative treatment."
"If there's absolutely no other way, then we can consider surgery. What do you think?"
Kyle didn't answer, so Lex stood up: "Then I'll take my leave. I'll come back tomorrow. You should get some rest too."
Taking a public carriage, Lex returned to the Violet Hotel. As he got off and walked across the street, he saw the butler Matthew and the bodyguard Gru anxiously waiting at the inn's entrance.
Lex silently apologized and quickly walked forward.
Seeing Lex, Matthew hurried over, saying with a worried expression: "Sir, you've finally returned."
The bodyguard, holding two ice creams, also said: "Sir, you shouldn't go out alone. It makes us very worried."
Lex pointed at the ice creams in his hand: "Mr. Gru, looking at them, I don't find your words very convincing."
Gru mumbled: "Mr. Lex, I get nervous easily. When I'm nervous, I sweat and my heart races. At this time, I need sweets to stabilize my emotions."
"And speaking of sweets, in this season, who can resist ice cream?"
With that, he took another bite.
Alright, I can't argue about sweets, but don't you think your tendency to get nervous isn't suitable for a bodyguard?
Lex cleared his throat: "Let's go back to our rooms. It's getting late. You two go rest. We can talk about anything else tomorrow."
The butler and bodyguard did not object to this.
Entering the bedroom, Lex closed the door, drew the curtains, stood in the center of the room, held his hands out level, and chanted an incantation, beginning to summon the mystical book.
The colors of the room subtly deepened, reds became redder, blacks became blacker. The clock on the wall stopped, and a moth flying towards the gas lamp hung suspended in mid-air.
Lex looked at the illusory tome in his hands, which lacked a sense of reality yet felt heavy. He watched it open on its own and stop at the 'Artisan of Mysteries' page.
The number of dimensional crystals had increased; there were now 202!
Lex felt a surge of excitement. The Observers had tipped again!
He looked at the records below.
'JokerClown shouted "Clock in!" and tipped 200 dimensional coins again, which have been automatically converted into 2 dimensional crystals.'
'Chaos loves excitedly danced to add to the fun and tipped 100 dimensional coins.'
'Ji Lan thinks you performed well and tipped 500 dimensional coins.'
'My Man, My Brother saw you working so hard and generously tipped 10,000 dimensional coins.'
'mig290 said he wants to see you flirt and tipped 200 dimensional coins.'
'Otaku and proud threw you a drumstick and tipped 100 dimensional coins.'
Line after line of records made Lex's eyes blur. Besides those mentioned above, there were also tips from 'Hanging Salted Fish on the Bedhead', 'Antecanis', 'Explosions Are Art 666', 'Sky Without The Star', 'No. 55746', 'No. 57404', and many other Readers.
With their support, Lex's dimensional crystals were able to reach a new high.
After silently thanking all the Readers, Lex turned to the first page, where the information had also changed.
Collection: 1000+
Record: Your adventure biography has received over 1000 collections/follows. You have gained 3 uses of the 'message board' privilege.
Over a thousand Readers are following me already? That's great! More and more Readers are following me, which means I'll be able to receive more help.
I have 3 uses of the message board, so I don't have to worry about running out of uses. I can use the message board once for Kyle's wife!
Lex picked up the quill tucked into the book, first erased the previous question, and after careful consideration, wrote his question on the page.
'Noble, all-knowing Observers. I implore your attention here, I implore you to help a poor lady. She has a severe liver disease, is there any way to save her? I hope to receive your response, with immense gratitude.'