Chapter 338 Healing Hands

• The elderly man had graying hair and wore a pair of golden-rimmed glasses. Clad in ancient-style robes, he sat on a chair surrounded by the scent of medicinal herbs. Seeing Zachary and the others approach, the old man smiled faintly and spoke gently, "You came quite quickly. Come in and have a seat. I'll finish examining the patients, and then we can talk."
• This person was none other than the physician Lazarus had instructed them to find—Nolan Zuccaro. However, being a renowned physician, he had many patients to attend to, and for the moment, he couldn't spare time for them.
• Zachary and the others didn't refuse; they thanked him and entered the pharmacy, quietly taking their seats.