Dustin was speechless as he faced the cold loo on Dahlia's
face and a rightfully angry crowd. Eventually, after a few minutes of
silence, he exited the ward. He knew no one would believe him no matter
what he said. "Humph! He should've left hours ago! What a nuisance!" "I
know! He has no awareness at all!" The crowd insulted and criticized
Dustin as he left the room. Florence smiled and said, "Dr. Leister, that
ignorant bastard is gone. Please calm down." "Ross, can you let it go
this time, for my sake? Curing the patient is an urgent matter. I'll
repay you greatly for "this!" Matt chimed in. "How could I ignore your
offer, Mr. Laney? But this will only happen once. I won't let it go next
time!" warned. the doctor with glasses. "Of course! Most definitely!" The
crowd nodded and looked at Matt gratefully. "How maddening! That useless
bastard Dustin only knows how to make things worse. Mr. Laney is the only
person who could save the situation," thought Florence. "Alright, go
fetch me some medicine." The glasses–clad man did not waste another
second. He wrote down the prescription and tossed it to Florence. Without
a moment's hesitation, she rushed to follow his instructions. Luckily,
she was in a hospital, and the medicine was easy to find. In less than an
hour, the medicine was ready. "Did someone doubt my abilities earlier?
I'll show them how it's done!" The doctor called for the crowd's
attention before he poured the medicine into Henry's mouth. As the
treatment flowed to his stomach, his face quickly regained color. He felt
his frozen limbs warm up. Even his previously weak breathing had
improved. Seeing this, the crowd praised the doctor. "It's working! It's
working! His face is getting better!" "Dr. Leister, you're incredible!
You were able to cure him with just some medicine. How miraculous!" "Now
that's Dr. Cross' best apprentice! Those medical skills of yours are
superb! You're probably better than your master at this point!" The
crowd's expressions brightened as they started cheering. "Although I'm
not on the same level as my master, I've probably gained 70% to 80% of
his skills. No illness will be able to defeat me!" Ross boasted. "That's
right! Dr. Leister's medical skills are beyond praise!" Florence
complimented, smiling at him. "Too bad that guy isn't here. Otherwise,
I'd show him what a great doctor looks like!" The doctor smiled proudly.
However, as he finished his sentence, there was a
sudden turn of events. Henry's face flushed red. Beads of sweat started
to form on his forehead. His skin started burning as if he had a high
fever. "Ugh!" Henry sat up and coughed up blood. He fell backward as he
fainted again. The crowd was shocked at the scene. "What happened? Wasn't
he cured? Why did he cough up blood suddenly?" thought the onlookers.
"Doctor, what… what happened?" Dahlia asked as her face turned pale with
shock. "Oh heavens! He coughed up so much blood. Could he be dead?" The
color drained from Florence's face. "That shouldn't happen. I followed
all the procedures. How could this be?" questioned the doctor, also
"puzzled. "There was no way the cure could be wrong. Why would the
patient cough up blood?" he wondered. "Please think of another way,
doctor! My grandfather is dying!" Dahlia was in a panic. Henry had lost
all signs of life. Blood continued to flow from his nose. It was clear
that his situation was worse than before. "Don't panic. Let me take a
look." Today's Bonus Offer