Bradley Ford laughed heartily and said, "I am a man who always repays his debts of gratitude, as you well know, and besides, this matter isn't without alternative solutions."
"Alternative solutions? What kind?"
"Let Greg Jensen heal your body."
Upon hearing this, Fraser Simmons stared blankly for a long while and then chuckled resignedly, "Old Ford, are you deliberately looking for trouble with me early in the morning? I've seen so many so-called famous doctors for this ailment of mine, and none could cure it. Do you expect me to believe in a twenty-something-year-old kid?"
Bradley Ford grew angry as well and retorted sharply, "Are you out of your mind, or has going lame made you blind too? Can't you see the change in me?"
Fraser Simmons was taken aback once more, scrutinizing him for a long time until he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Is this... Have you taken some Elixir?"
"Heh, if I really had access to an Elixir, would I forget about you?"
