The appearance of Zoey and Seraphina didn't disrupt William's life.
Early in the morning, William, feeling sowhat bored, went next door to exercise with Nathaniel.
He observed Nathaniel's physical condition, which had significantly improved compared to before.
He could probably guess what kind of treatnt thod Alice's therapy plan would eventually use for Nathaniel.
Based on the dical knowledge William had imparted to Alice, there was only one thod to treat liver cancer.
This treatnt plan could enhance the function of various organs throughout the body, gradually restoring them to their original state.
According to William's dical theory, the human body possesses a certain amount of life energy from birth. As age increases, this energy gradually depletes. By the age of forty, most people have consud more than half of their life energy. Nathaniel's life energy was previously extrely low, coupled with his advanced age and liver issues; thus, William could easily discern that his life hung by a thread.
However, these days, after taking Alice's dicine and practicing the exercises taught by William, Nathaniel's life energy had increased instead of decreasing.
Although the increase wasn't significant, after a month of accumulation, it was sufficient to alleviate the damage to his liver.
"Nathaniel, you're in good shape!" William said, practicing the exercises and smiling at Nathaniel.
Nathaniel replied, "I owe it all to the exercise thods you taught and the dicine provided by Alice. I'm starting to feel like I might not die after all."
"Not going to die" William said with a smile. After all, Nathaniel was already quite old. Even if Alice successfully cured his liver cancer, and even if he exercised every day according to William's thods, he could likely only live another decade or so.
"What do you an not going to die? Could it be that God will grant another hundred years of life?" Nathaniel said, laughing.
William could only smile without saying a word; it was of course impossible for God to grant him a hundred years of life. However, if William is willing, he could grant Nathaniel decades or even a hundred years of lifespan.
However, even if one's body could dically endure another hundred years, it did not an that person would safely live through that ti.
Charles Turner was a good example. When William had seen Charles Turner before, from a dical perspective, it was entirely possible for him to live another thirty years, but he still passed away.
Accidents are always inevitable, and William did not wish to intervene too much.
Maria had already opened a street food stall on the street, essentially Theo Hughes's hot dog stand.
She sold coffee, bacon and egg sandwiches, and fried eggs in the morning and grilled corn and hot dogs in the evening.
The inco from this was enough to sustain their family's living.
Amy, with a juice bag in her mouth and two bags of chips in her hands, waddled into the yard like a little penguin and asked, "Mr. Johnson, are you guys doing yoga?"
"Mm, doing yoga!"
"Do you guys want so juice?" Amy was already offering the juice as she spoke.
William didn't stand on ceremony, he took the juice and started drinking, just like Amy.
"Can you do that kind of yoga where you can fly? I saw on TV, they ditate when doing yoga and they can fly."
William replied, "I can also fly, and I can fly even higher than those on TV."
Stars shone in Amy's eyes as she looked up at William, her face full of admiration. "Can you fly up to the tree? The big tree in your yard."
"Of course, I can!" William wasn't bragging. Flying up to the height of a tree was certainly not a problem for him.
"Then show !"
"I won't! Not unless you bring another bag of juice."
"Wait for !" With that, Amy opened her arms wide and hopped out of the yard, presumably fantasizing about being able to fly herself.
Nathaniel chuckled, watching Amy's retreating figure, sipping on his juice, and then turned to William. "This little girl is truly an angel. Seeing her always lifts my spirits."
William nodded, smiling in agreent. "Yes, her happiness seems to always be contagious. Look at her innocence, I truly wish she could stay this joyful forever."
Nathaniel also smiled, "Yes, children always bring us endless joy and hope."
They chatted casually for a while longer, but Amy hadn't returned with the second bag of juice yet. Suddenly, William said to Nathaniel, "I'm heading off to class." With that, he started walking towards the yard exit.
"Off you go."
Evelyn hadn't co back last night, so William had to go to school by himself.
However, going to school wasn't his main reason for leaving.
At that mont, East 62nd Street was crowded with quite a few people. Five thugs were making a racket in front of Maria's stall, and a number of neighbors had also gathered around. Amy, dirty from head to toe, was hiding behind Maria, crying her heart out, with a big handprint on her face.
"Maria, your husband Caleb still owes our boss 2.3 million dollars. If he doesn't pay up within a month, don't bla us for being unfriendly."
Maria, shielding Amy behind her, tried to stay calm. "Shane, you go back and tell your boss that Caleb and I are already divorced. I can't do anything about his debts, and you shouldn't co looking for again!"
Shane chuckled, "Who knows if you're really divorced or just pretending? Besides, you were still married when Caleb borrowed the money. Now that he can't pay it back, who should I seek if not you?"
Maria gritted her teeth, "Don't think I don't know the law. If a husband's loan is for personal expenses or illegal activities, such as gambling, usury, and the wife is unaware, then the debt is the husband's personal debt, and the wife has no obligation to repay."
Shane's laughter beca more exaggerated, "Maria, do you think I'm here to discuss the law with you today? Let make it clear; if you don't pay this money, I will have to deal with your old father. Doesn't your family still have a house? Although it's not worth much, it can offset so of the debt. You have one month to sell the house and settle the debt, understand? If you still don't get what I'm saying, you better watch your precious daughter!" Shane glanced at Amy behind Maria, his threat intensifying.
The onlookers around them were buzzing with discussions, and so brave ones stepped forward to speak out, but were quickly pulled back by their companions.
They were all ordinary people; how could they afford to offend these thugs?
Maria held Amy even tighter in her arms. Amy was now her most precious treasure. When Amy got hurt, she felt the pain, but as a woman with no one to rely on, what else could she do?
Over two million dollars - if they sold the old house, where would they live?
Moreover, that old house was her father's last possession; if sold, would they leave the old man holess?
Seeing Maria silent, Shane beca even more arrogant, pointing at Maria and threatening again, "Maria, don't think about running away. We'll be visiting you every day this month. If you're not here, I will have to pay a visit to your old father." After saying that, he grabbed a cup of coffee, took a sip, and sneered, "Not bad!"
While they were talking, William had already reached the stall. He glanced at Amy's face, his gaze landed on Shane, and he asked, "Did you hit her?"
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