The middle-aged man was taken aback and turned his head in astonishment, "Dad..."
The elderly man glared at the middle-aged man, "Mr. Flores is my lifesaver, is that how you address someone who saved my life? Mr. Ward is a renowned doctor who has saved countless lives. Even if he can't cure my illness, it is my fate. Where is it said that you can force a doctor to guarantee a cure? If every patient were like you, which doctor would dare to treat illnesses?"
Being admonished by the elder, the middle-aged man did not dare to retort and said in a low voice, "I'm just worried about you. Dr. Flores saved you, and didn't I give five million as a reward? It's him who didn't want it..."
"Apologize!"
The elderly man's voice was decisive and he rebuked without pity, "It seems you have been floating in the clouds for too long to remember how to interact with people properly!"
The middle-aged man looked reluctant but ultimately didn't dare defy his father's words, and turned around, "Dr. Flores, Dr. Ward, I'm sorry. Today I was anxious about my father's illness and said things that were offensive. Please forgive me."
Carson Flores replied with a calm expression, "You may leave."
The elderly man gestured his bodyguards to steady him as he insisted on bowing to Carson Flores, "Mr. Flores, I am truly sorry for my son's rudeness. You saved my life, and I am deeply grateful. Once my health recovers, I will visit you again."
Carson Flores softened his expression slightly, "Old sir, no need to be so polite. There's also no need to come again, for I am not associated with the Domain. I just came to buy a box of Silver Needles; it was pure coincidence, just lending a hand."
The elderly man's expression was slightly surprised, before he promptly took the card from the middle-aged man's hand and offered it with both hands respectfully.
"Mr. Flores, aiding me today might have been a simple gesture for you, but to me, it was a genuine lifesaving grace. Please accept this card, it has no other meaning, just a bit of consultation fee. After all, doctors treating and saving people should receive a fee, shouldn't they?"
The elderly man spoke respectfully, and it was evident that his gratitude came from the heart. As he offered the card with such deference, Carson Flores felt it was difficult to refuse. Therefore, he took the card.
He saved the old man's life, and he accepted the money without any guilt.
"Okay, I'll take the card," he said.
The elderly man sighed with relief, and turning to Vincent Ward, he said, "Mr. Ward, when I recover from my illness, I will visit to thank you properly, and bring a generous gift."
Vincent Ward waved his hand and replied, "Mr. Simmons, you are too polite. I haven't done much; I don't deserve your thanks."
The elderly man laughed, "If it weren't for Mr. Ward, how would Mr. Flores be here? If Mr. Flores weren't here, I would already be dead. Although I am sixty-five, I would still like to live for a few more years."
Turning around, the elderly man took out a business card and handed it to Carson Flores with both hands, "Mr. Flores, I am Blake Simmons, Chairman of Polgel Group. This is my son, Shawn Simmons. If you ever encounter any trouble or need anything in Polgel, please feel free to call me."
Even though Carson Flores was annoyed with Shawn Simmons, he had to admit that the old man managed human relationships very well, making it hard to harbor any ill feelings.
"Alright!"
Vincent Ward personally prepared the medicine prescription for Blake Simmons. After Blake Simmons expressed his thanks to both men once more, he was finally helped out of the Domain.
Carson Flores glanced at the card in his hand, "Mr. Ward, is this Polgel Group really that powerful? That Shawn Simmons was acting so arrogant..."
Vincent Ward explained, "Polgel Group is involved in medical, biological, pharmaceutical and other domains, and is considered a leading enterprise in these industries. Just the hospitals they own are quite a few. In Polgel, the influence of Polgel Group is enormous."
Carson Flores laughed, "Including making the Domain close down?"
Vincent Ward laughed, "Yes, indeed. He wasn't bluffing. With his status and power, even if I have the reputation of a famous doctor, if he decides to make life difficult for me in Polgel, it would just take him a word."
Carson Flores shook the card in his hand, "Split it fifty-fifty?"
Vincent Ward quickly waved his hand to decline, "I did nothing, and you even saved my reputation. How could I accept it? Mr. Flores, please don't slap my face."
Carson Flores chuckled, "Then I'll keep it all. I'm off then, call if you need anything."
Rebecca Ward, who had been quietly standing aside and not speaking, suddenly said, "Wait, Mr. Flores, I..."
Carson Flores turned his head, looking at the slightly blushing Rebecca Ward, "What is it?"
Rebecca Ward asked shyly, "Can I add your contact information?"
Carson Flores smiled, "Of course you can."
Rebecca Ward's eyes instantly brightened as she quickly took out her phone and added Carson Flores, her demeanor excited and joyful.
"Thank you, Mr. Flores."
Carson Flores said with a smile, "We are all young people, no need for such formality, just call me by my name."
Rebecca Ward thought for a moment, "Then I'll call you Brother Carson."
Carson Flores smiled, "That's fine!"
Seeing this scene, Vincent Ward hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn't speak.
Respecting Carson Flores as a teacher was his own matter; there was indeed no need to forcibly involve his own relationship when Rebecca Ward and Carson Flores, as young people, were getting along.
Moreover, if Rebecca Ward could develop a good relationship with Carson Flores, wouldn't that be great?
...
In the swiftly moving Mercedes, Shawn Simmons voiced the question that had been weighing on his mind for a long time.
"Dad, I admit that Carson Flores has excellent medical skills, but is it really necessary to go to such lengths?"
Blake Simmons, leaning back in his seat, stared at Shawn Simmons with a trace of barely concealed disappointment, "Tell me, how was I injured?"
Shawn Simmons replied, "By an enemy."
Blake Simmons continued to ask, "What did he say?"
Shawn Simmons hesitated before replying, "He said to make arrangements for your funeral."
Blake Simmons sighed, "I was injured by an internal martial arts strike, seriously injured. A regular doctor couldn't treat it. As for going to a hospital for surgery, I'd probably have died before even entering the operation room. That's why he told you to prepare for my funeral; he wanted me to experience the agony of death during this time."
"Vincent Ward is known as one of the four great doctors, and that's no empty title. He was helpless, but Carson Flores managed to cure me with ease. What does that tell you?"
Shawn Simmons subconsciously responded, "It means Carson Flores has better medical skills than Vincent Ward?"
"Foolish!"