The young man was none other than Oliver's son and Joanna's cousin, Winston Skeldon. Standing next to him was the elderly man, the legendary healer of Silverton, Benedict Stevens. Winston entered and immediately said, "Dad, I've brought Dr. Stevens!" Oliver hurried over, grabbing Benedict's hand with excitement. "Dr. Stevens! I've heard so much about you! I apologize for disturbing you today, but please, could you take a look at my father?" Benedict stroked his beard and smiled. "Mr. Oliver, no need to be so formal. Don't worry. Mr. Archer has always been a man of great character, and he's also a well-known philanthropist here in Silverton. I respect him greatly, and I promise I'll do my best."Oliver, still thrilled, said, "Thank you so much, Dr. Stevens!"He quickly ushered Benedict to the bedside, and without wasting any time, Benedict began to examine Archer. Benedict took Archer's pulse with focused concentration. Soon, his brow furrowed slightly, and a look of concern
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