Chapter 83

  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

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