"You agree, then?" Peter regarded Dustin disdainfully with his arms folde
d.
"Of course." Dustin
nodded. "Since you look so confident. I'm curious to see how good you are
. However, I
hope you don't regret your promise later."
"Good. I'll show you how lacking your traditional medicine is compared to
modern medicine!" Peter smirked smugly. He pulled a vial of green liquid
from his case and explained. "See this? This is the newest antidote my
team developed. Within thirty minutes, the patient will wake up again."
"Good luck." Dustin's response was simple.
"Look closely. This is the power of science!" Peter exclaimed before slow
ly injecting the green drug into
Hector's body.
After ten minutes, the unconscious man began to react. Sweat beaded Hecto
r's forehead, his limbs
began warming up, and the blue discoloration in his skin began to recede
as his condition began to improve.
"It's working! It's working!"
Jessica and Ruth were over the moon to see the changes.
As
expected of a leading medical professor from abroad, the effects of such
a small action were amazing.
"Do you see this, Rhys? This is Dr. Peter's skills. One vial was enough t
o deal with a complicated issue your couldn't deal with!" Quentin grinned
.
"That's just a temporary
fix. It won't fix the root cause." Dustin replied indifferently.
"You sure are as stubborn as a mule!" Quentin humphed.
"Western medicine is all about science while
traditional medicine is nothing but tricks. How could you ever win?" Pete
r grinned smugly.
"You're incredible, Dr. Peter!" Jessica praised.
"What do you think, Jessica? The person I asked for help is good, isn't h
e?" Trent smiled softly.
"Thank you so much, Trent. I don't know what I'd do without you." Jessica
lowered her head.
"Don't mention it. We're a family, after all." Trent waved her off.
"The annual family gathering is tomorrow. As the head of the family, Hect
or will have to host the event, so make sure he takes care of himself."
"I will." Jessica nodded her head.
"Hey, Rhys! It's time to keep up your end of the bargain!" Quentin yelled
. "From today onwards, you're a liar who can't ever practice medicine aga
in. Got it?"
Wed
don't know who the winner is yet. Aren't you speaking too soon?" Dustin r
etorted.
"Just look at the evidence. Are you trying to go back on your word?" Quen
tin sniggered.
"Open your goddamn eyes and see how your uncle is doing." Dustin gestured
with his chin.
"Huh?"
Quentin turned around to see that Hector's condition had worsened. His sk
in, which had seen some improvement earlier, had turned blue once more.
"Why is this happening? Hasn't he been cured?" Quentin paled.
"Dr. Peter, what's happening?" Jessica frowned, her earlier happiness qui
ckly turning back to worry.
"That's odd. He was fine just now." Peter noted, puzzled. "Maybe the dosa
ge was too low. Let me inject another vial." He pulled out another vial f
rom his case and administered the drug once more.
The results were the same. After a temporary improvement, Hector's skin a
nd lips would turn blue and purple. and his limbs would turn stiff again.
Instead of improving, his condition seemed to worsen further. "Dr. Peter
, didn't you say that everything was fine? Why is this happening?"