Chapter 39 Your Father Will Surely Die

Ethen burst into anger. Despite being the mayor, he cursed loudly.

"Damn you. | waited for you to analyze the data for two hours, but you told me my dad couldn't be cured and asked me to prepare for his funeral.

"I spent 8 million dollars. And that's what you give you in return?"

Devin, who was in a violent rage, was startled and looked at Robin with mixed feelings.

What Robin said was true.

Devin, the richest man in Hashville and Donovan's son, had a sharp eye for talented people.

If Robin didn't talk nonsense, it meant that he had long identified the root cause of Donovan's illness. Did he have medical skills too?

Vincent helplessly spread his hands and said, "Mr. Finley, | can understand your feelings.

"But all men must die. This is a natural law.

"Your father is old. He once suffered serious gunshot injuries, and many organs are less efficient.

"In addition, there are a few shell fragments left in his body.

"Forced treatment is meaningless. It will only make him suffer more. Why don't you let him leave in peace?" "Nonsense!" Blaine sneered and slowly stood up from the sofa.

"It's ridiculous to say that your patient is incurable when you can't cure him."

Ethen was angry and anxious.

He forgot that Blaine, the chairman of the Traditional Medicine Association, was present.

He walked over to hold Blaine's hand and pleaded, "Mr. Baker, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. | should have asked you to save my father."

Blaine patted Ethen on the shoulder. "Relax. | will do my best."

Then he took a special tool from Aliana and used it on Donovan.

"You are killing him, not saving him!"

Robin's untimely voice echoed again in the silent living room.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ethen pointed at Robin and said angrily, "Drive him out!"

Robin snorted coldly, "I never expected that a hero like Mr. Finley would die in the hands of a group of quacks. "After what you did to him, he will surely die."

"Young man, what nonsense are you talking about?" Blaine said angrily.

Robin glanced at Ethen and said, "With three special tools, your father

will definitely die!"

"Bastard! If you say one more word, I'll catch you immediately!" Ethen was furious. He wanted to summon the guards. Devin stopped him and whispered, "Perhaps this young man can help.

"Just now, he could tell that Vincent couldn't cure our father.

"Let's... see what he's going to do."

Ethen looked at Robin.

This young man was in his early twenties, and he was full of pride.

Ethen didn't believe that he would have consummate medical skills.

"Listen, Mr. Baker is the doyen of the traditional medicine in Londraland. His energy is not something that people like you can speculate on!

"Since you said that he couldn't cure my father, do you know medical skills?"

Robin said with disdain, "Medical skills? It's nothing but a noun.

"It's a mastery of the organ structure of the human body and the circulation of energy and blood. "Anyone who has read books on traditional medicine knows about it.

"The difference lies in how to apply these principles to treat diseases and save patients. "It depends on one's abilities. Haha...

"Mr. Baker violated the operating rules of the human body.

Chapter 39 Your Father Will Surely Die

"Your father will die faster after what he did!"

Hearing this. Ethen and Devin broke out in a cold sweat.

Robin's words sent shivers down their spines.

If what Robin said was true, Blaine would kill their father.

Blaine could no longer suppress his anger.

He pointed at Robin and said angrily, "Young man, you can't learn medical skills by reading some books. You're talking a load of rubbish!"

Aliana walked over and angrily scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? My master has never made a mistake in his life. "He can cure all the patients!"

Blaine regretted it.

Aliana said something absolute.

There was no magic doctor in the world.

Even Blaine's master dared not say something arrogant like this.

But Aliana's words couldn't be recalled.

Blaine had to take out the second special tool, about to forcefully use it between Donovan's eyebrows. He hoped that Donovan's energy and blood could circulate under the stimulation of the special tool.

"If you use the second special tool, Mr. Finley can't be saved!"

Devin hesitated after hearing this.

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If Robin wasn't full of confidence, how dare he say something like that?

"You are green and inexperienced. Come and take a look."

"See what kind of change has happened to Mr. Finley."

After Blaine used the second special tool, color flared in Donovan's cheeks.

Blaine was overjoyed. He was right!

"Let me show you true medical skills!"

The people in the living room almost exclaimed in surprise as they saw Donovan, who was on the verge of death, gradually return to life.

"The doyen of the traditional medicine in Londraland has better medical skills!" "Mr. Baker has worked a miracle!"

When everyone was amazed by Blaine's miraculous skills, Vincent stepped forward and disdainfully said, "Mr. Baker, this should be a brief glow of health before death.

"Mr. Finley's organs have failed. You can't bring him back to life. "Forcibly bringing someone back to life seriously violates the laws of natural science." Blaine angrily retorted, "Come on. According to the laws of natural science, Mr. Finley should be sent to the crematorium now.

"Your medical team prepared for a long time, used several computers to analyze the data, and ultimately concluded that Mr. Finley couldn't be cured.

"Since you can't cure him, step aside and shut up!"

Vincent shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well then, let's wait and see."

"Humph!" Blaine snorted coldly, returning to the bedside, and feeling Donovan's pulse. "Stop that. His heartbeat is about to stop," Robin said coldly.

Blaine ignored Robin. He had confidence in his medical skills.

However, Donovan's pulse condition told him that Robin was right.

Blaine became less confident.

His fingers on Donovan's wrist trembled unconsciously.

Ethen watched as the blush on Donovan's face disappeared and his breathing became increasingly weak.

Moreover, Blaine's hand was trembling violently. So he approached Blaine and asked, "Mr. Baker, how is my father?" Blaine wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Before he could speak, Robin said, "His heartbeat is about to stop. If he isn't saved in time, he will die for sure." "Shut up!" Blaine roared angrily.

Robin snorted coldly, "If you use more special tools, you will kill him.

"Originally, Mr. Finley was still breathing, but your special tools made his breath unstable.

"It's like forcefully fanning a faint flame. It's too much. Do you think he can survive?"

Blaine wanted to talk back, but he didn't know what to say.

Robin was right.

Donovan's organs had failed, and he was at his last gasp.

Blaine used a special tool to forcefully gather Donovan's energy and blood.

However, due to Donovan's advanced age, his blood vessels were severely blocked.

It was useless to forcefully gather his energy and blood.

Instead, there would be extravasated blood in his body, and blood couldn't circulate.

It was like a narrow passage that a group of people could pass through if they walked slowly.

But if they tried to forcefully pass through it together, it would cause a block and paralyze the traffic. If the extravasated blood couldn't be relieved, it might cause the heart or brain blood vessels to burst under high pressure. According to the current situation, Donovan couldn't hold on for five

minutes.

Blaine's hand trembled more fiercely as he held the special tool.

He didn't know if the third special tool could quickly relieve Donovan's extravasated blood.

It was very likely that this special tool, as Robin said, would kill Donovan.

"With this special tool. you can announce preparations for his funeral."

Robin once again said something astonishing.

Aliana's anger came to a boil.

She shouted at Robin, "You bastard. You've been disturbing my master. What do you want to do?" "Enough! Shut up!"

Blaine closed his eyes and used the third special tool on Donovan's back.

"Alright, it's over.

"Mr. Finley will start vomiting blood in five seconds.

"In the tenth second, he will recover consciousness and open his eyes.

"Speak in the fifteenth second.

"Fall and twitch in the thirtieth second.

"And die in a minute."

After finishing his words, Robin turned and walked toward the door.