"Wh-what are you saying."
"You are suffering from epilepsy, I'm so sorry," said the doctor. 
My whole world came crashing down. This can't be true. I can't have epilepsy. Why is he lying to me. I'm perfectly fine right.. right..




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Freshman Year! New Start! New People!

Welp, not for Angie Walker she thinks everything is fine but when she reaches her first class of the new year she meets her childhood bully, Elijah Williams! He and her parents are best friends so they have known each other since they were practically babies. But, for some reason Elijah has never took a liking to her. But something happens that makes Elijah feel remorse for everything he did..

Meet Lucy Bolton, she has epilepsy and Asperger's autism, but that's never stopped her. Throw in her best friend the rebellious and "witchy" Macey Mae. Despite their different views and beliefs, they are Iike sisters and are always going on adventures. Read all about the shit they get into in this little novella, Shitnanigans.

Meet Lucy Bolton, she has epilepsy and Asperger's autism, but that's never stopped her. Throw in her best friend the rebellious and "witchy" Macey Mae. Despite their different views and beliefs, they are Iike sisters and are always going on adventures.
But one day they take an adventure that just may cost them everything.

Yun Chi had suddenly asked Ji Yuan, "Are you alright?"
She could feel that he was trembling nonstop when he was holding her. 
Ji Yuan laughed weakly, "I am just too excited, that's all. I've been dreaming of holding you all this while and now it has finally come true today."
Yun Chi averted her eyes shyly when she had heard him.
But Ji Yuan was now saying exasperatingly to Xiang Li and Fairy Anyang, "I've told you that she is dangerous. Now look what've you done? Do we have any backup plan now?"
Fairy Anyang answered weakly, "You've to carry through the act now."
"And pretending not to know her true identity." Xiang Li pointed out.
Ji Yuan: …
Yun Chi whispered in Ji Yuan's embrace, "Ji Yuan, you don't want to know who I am?"
Ji Yuan replied firmly, "Who you are is not important. You're Yun Chi, the maiden of my heart."
Yun Chi looked up at him and slowly looked into his eyes…
Ji Yuan maintained his unflinching golden eyes as he pretended to look with great sincerity back into her eyes. 
Then he could feel her fingers were resting on his chest.
He quickly used his control heartbeat skill to control his heartbeat.
Yun Chi smiled, "You do not seem to be lying."
Then she rest her head gently on his chest before whispering softly, "I will tell you when the times come."
This time Ji Yuan was even more nervous when he saw that her head was on his chest so he displayed his control heartbeat skill to the highest level that he could manage and stopped his heartbeat completely. 
Ji Yuan suddenly decided that he cannot be passive or his cover would be blown. 
So he grabbed Yun Chi by her butt and began to kiss her passionately again.
Before he knew it, he was stripping her again. 
Yun Chi was gasping; she could not believe how easily she had loosened the grip on the profound force in her robe when she was being kissed by Ji Yuan.
It was only when Ji Yuan had turned her around to lean on the wall and he was looking between her legs that she had suddenly realized what he was trying to do. 
So she quickly fastened her robe again and pushed him back gently with a smile, "Next time when you are my lord but not before that."
Ji Yuan laughed awkwardly when he was suddenly being pushed back. 
He had almost banged the Death God Mingwang...
Luckily he was being pushed by her for he was being consumed by the lusts that were stirred by the five masculine profound pills and had lost control of his actions.
He had already forgotten that she was his enemy as well as the Death God Mingwang. 
He weakly said, "So how do we get out of this place? It seems that we have fallen into a deep chasm. It may take us hours, if not days to find our way out of this place."
Yun Chi smiled, "Just leave it to me and I will get us out of here. I need some rest first."
Ji Yuan: ???
Yun Chi began to pop in some pills and then she had closed her eyes to meditate. 
Ji Yuan nodded as he too began to pop in some pills too.
However his heart was anxious because he was unsure what she would do after she had regained her profound strength.
Earlier, Gong Xiaotian had actually aimed at Yun Chi as she was the one that had maimed him. So she had actually taken the blunt of Gong Xiaotian's devastating profound attack. 
And when Yun Chi and Ji Yuan had both fallen together into the chasm that had appeared, most of Yun Chi's profound strength had been used to shield herself from the Gong Xiaotian's attack. 
Coupled with the underwater battle with Ji Yuan, she had actually exhausted most of her profound strength temporary. 
While Yun Chi was meditating serenely, Ji Yuan had a confused look on his countenance as he secretly watched Yun Chi with great cageyness. 
He is not a fool to think that Yun Chi would fall in love with him so readily. 
Maybe she is just trying to regain her profound strength before waiting to finish him off?
Then should he act now before she acts against him?
No wait!
His instinct tells him that Yun Chi's actually has not completely exhausted all her profound strength yet and that she is merely only putting on an act. 
Because if she is the Death God Mingwang then it is impossible for her profound strength to be drained just like this.
Ji Yuan was actually right.
As Yun Chi meditated, she was actually secretly looking at Ji Yuan as well.
Her cheeks were still flustered by the earlier experiences earlier.
Her most private parts had been seen by Ji Yuan…
She was now unsure of her feelings now. 
And even more confused now because Ji Yuan is the one that she is supposed to kill in the Empyrean Warrior Labyrinth.
She is actually the Death God Mingwang and she has pretended to get close to him to study his weakness.
Ji Yuan would never suspect that she will be the Death God Mingwang because she had not only disguised her voice to a masculine one but she also had the ability to hide her profound aura. 
Not even the Great Demon God knows of this secret of hers. 
Also she had another heaven-defying secret; she actually had two types of profound forces, the Desolate and Righteous Force within her. 
To get close to Ji Yuan, she had suppressed her desolate force. 
Earlier when Ji Yuan had outraged her, she had almost released her desolate force in her rage to finish him off but she was suddenly confused by Ji Yuan's declaration of love for her.
Does he really mean what he is saying?
Didn't he say that I'm an ugly and cocky maiden previously?
Ji Yuan had said to her, "Dear Maiden Yun Chi, I love you from the first moment that my eyes have caught hold of you. Do you know that? You're like a goddess that has suddenly appeared in my life. I don't care who you are but I'm going to take you as my consort whether you like it or not."
Then he had kissed her passionately and she had also lacked the will to resist him.
He doesn't care who I am? Not even if I'm the Death God Mingwang, the enemy of the Pangu Immortals?
Is he serious?
And of course there was another reason why she had cast away her Death God Mingwang guise in this trial. 
She had actually arrived much earlier than Ji Yuan and had unfortunately failed the Greed Island Trial. 
The cunning nature of the trial itself prevented her from killing the cultivators and making it through as a solo trial. Unless she could overcome this trial, she would be struck on the fifth level. 
That was also one of the reasons why she had pretended to offer Ji Yuan a truce previously when he had met the 'Death God Mingwang' at the black walls mountains. 
At the time, she had actually wanted to kill Ji Yuan directly but when she saw Bai Qianfeng, she had changed her mind immediately. 
It was because Bai Qianfeng aka the Goddess Abyssal Null had seemingly lost her desolate force and only has the righteous force now. 
This fact intrigued her because it means that the Goddess Abyssal Null has the potential to learn her unique Dual Profound Forces. 
Therefore she had given her some time to think over.
And the stake is of course with the life of Ji Yuan as a condition.
What happened next with Ji Yuan come to a total surprise to her when he had suddenly declared his love for her. 
Normally, she would not be moved but Ji Yuan was a little special.
It was because he was a very strong sword cultivator like her and she believed that Ji Yuan's sword art has the potential to be on par with her. 
And she was partially intrigued how Ji Yuan got his saintly divine sword. 
Only the strongest immortal cultivators will have a saintly divine sword but it may not always be the case. 
For example, both she and the Desolate Dragon Lord Longdi did not have one. 
An immortal divine sword is already a powerful existence. 
And Ji Yuan had both an immortal-step and a saint-step divine sword at the same time. 
At the same time she was aware that Ji Yuan also had the Goddess' Tear and she was a little afraid that he may use the Goddess' Tear as a weapon against her.
But the most important reason was that her heart had suddenly changed that night when Ji Yuan had dedicated a poem in front of all the cultivators to her; it is really a most beautiful poem and she is touched by it...
All of a sudden her blank began to grow blank when she recalled that Ji Yuan had suddenly grabbed her boobs out of nowhere when she was about to escape from the strong underwater currents. 
At that time she had paused briefly to re-align all her divine swords into her wings to burst through the waters when Ji Yuan had suddenly grabbed her cleavage, stunning her. 
Actually she had a great fear of water and when Ji Yuan had suddenly grabbed her, she had an epilepsy fit all of a sudden.
She was greatly embarrassed by it as she muttered to herself; to think that the Death God Mingwang will be afraid of water. If Ji Yuan knows about my true identity, he will be sure to mock me because of this…
No, Ji Yuan will never know who she is…
Because he looks like a dimwitted cultivator…
And moreover she is sure that her disguise is perfect. 
Recollecting all her thoughts, she stabilized her unstable emotions as she slowly recovered from the effects of her epilepsy. 
She began to open her eyes to smile coyly at Ji Yuan who was watching her nearby. "I've recovered. Shall we go back to the surface now?"
Ji Yuan asked curiously, "How? I've just checked our surrounding. There is nothing but water around us. We're struck here unless we can swim."
 Yun Chi's bare back burst forth with her twelve pair of divine sword wings all of a sudden as she grabbed Ji Yuan to fly upward.
"We will fly up of course."
Ji Yuan was stunned; she can fly?!
In just a few short blinks of an eye, she had lifted Ji Yuan up to the surface as she sped upward like a shooting star. 
Ji Yuan had a sudden headache all of a sudden; how the heck can he even outrun an opponent that can fly faster than he can run?!
"Ji Yuan, do you really love me?" Yun Chi giggled coyly all of a sudden.
Ji Yuan looked weakly at the great height below them and answered, "Of course I do!"
One wrong answer and he would be dropped back to the chasm below...
Yun Chi smiled pleasantly at his answer before she added shyly, "Then can you swear by your soul sea to me?"
Ji Yuan: …
Ji Yuan: …
Ji Yuan: …
"My soul sea is doomed…"
Xiang Li reminded him with a giggle, "It's not like you really care."
Ji Yuan laughed weakly, "Haha…"
"I can swear by my soul sea that I love you." Ji Yuan said firmly to Yun Chi. "But I hope that you will restraint yourself from killing unnecessary. It isn't right to kill recklessly. You have me now. Let me do the killing instead. I don't want your hands to be tainted with blood."
Yun Chi nodded without any hesitation, "Alright. I will restraint myself then."
Ji Yuan blinked his eyes; she had agreed so readily?
But he quickly said, "I swear by my soul sea that I will love Maiden Yun Chi forever and to take her as my consort…"

Sword Saint Ji Yuan has just breakthrough to the lofty seventh realm saint level after a period of 100 years. When he returns to his celestial clan where he was once the Sword Saint, he has found out that many things have changed.

The worst thing had happened to him; he had lost his beautiful beard and in the Desolate Celestial Fraternity, a beardless cultivator is to be scorned and despised! 

This is actually a xianxia romance story about an unromantic cultivator  who likes his beard and the romantic leading maidens who all hates his beard. 

There are a total of seven celestial levels in order to cultivate as a celestial cultivator; Practitioner, Master Practitioner, Enlighten Celestial, Immortal Celestial, Golden Celestial, Golden Supremacy and Sacred Saint.

Dai Li seemed very calm. He didn't know how much the upgraded rehabilitation massage could do for Helheim's recovery, but was sure that it would make Helheim recover much faster, compared with the speed of his self- healing.
"Mr. Helheim, I'm going to massage your arm. Please relax," Dai Li put on special rubber gloves as he spoke.
Nelson shook his head helplessly. He considered what Dai Li was doing as being something totally useless. How would a case, remaining unsolvable to all experts on rehabilitation, over the whole, get effectively cured by such a simple muscle massage?
"Prof. Nelson, what did coach Li mean by epilepsy?" Corinna asked.
Her words reminded Nelson of the present business, then he replied, "That's why I'm here today. Epilepsy is a chronic recurrent transient cerebral dysfunction syndrome, which is one of the most common diseases on the nervous system, featuring a recurrent epileptic seizure caused by abnormal discharges of brain neurons. According to the latest test results, Mr. Helheim has been in the early stages of epilepsy."
"Why did it happen? Isn't he recovering?" Corinna asked.
Nelson immediately explained, "Acquired brain injury is one of the etiologies of epilepsy. After a brain surgery, the nervous system will inevitably encounter inflammations, including central nervous system infection caused by bacteria, viruses, fungi, parasites and spirochetes, and nervous system complications of AIDS are among those etiologies, too. The brain hypoxia can also cause myoclonic epileptic seizures."
"That is to say, that my condition is now more complicated?" Lying in bed, Helheim asked.
"Yes," Nelson nodded, then went on talking, "But don't worry. You are now in the early stages of epilepsy, with less obvious symptoms. We are able to control the seizures by medication..."
He then went on with a torrent of introductions about epilepsy, as if he was giving a lecture about epilepsy in a college. Foreign doctors are very good at explaining the illness to their patients. Different from their counterparts in China, who must make diagnoses about hundreds of patients, a doctor receiving ten patients a day could be regarded as a model worker in a country with the top healthcare in the world, such as Switzerland.
A word-class leading expert like Nelson offered his services with a high price. His patients were all rich. Usually, he was scheduled for only two patients each day, so that he could explain their conditions thoroughly to them, from the pathogenesis to symptoms, and then he would propose a list of therapies, along with the advantages and disadvantages of each, for his patients to choose from.
If the patient wanted therapy plan A, Nelson would take him through a comparison among plan A, B, C and D, and then would recommend the most suitable: plan D. In the end, Nelson would add, "That's only my suggestion. It's you who will make the final decision."
A same case in China would never see so many explanations and suggestions from the doctor. He might directly choose plan D for the patient, even without a word to make the therapy clear to the patient and his family. The doctor just would just simply them about the decision and ask them to pay for the treatment.
Nelson's long "lecture" made Helheim and Corinna, as well as Claude, a fitness coach with a little knowledge about medicine, confused. As for Dai Li, he did not listen to Nelson at all. There were so many medical terms that Dai Li needed a dictionary to help him understand.
Foreign doctors respect their patients' rights to know. If there is nothing special in the case, they will tell the patient about his illness in detail. Such a way of communication between doctors and patients cannot be defined as "correct" or not, nor can it be judged by the standards of good and bad. What it will result in only depends on the psychological endurance of the patient in each specific case.
For example, in the case of a terminal cancer patient, doctors in China usually tell the condition to the patient's family member, instead of the patient himself. They are afraid that the patient cannot accept such a fact, and that would make him suffer in his last few days. But foreign doctors believe that patients should be told the truth, so that they can use their time left to fulfill some of their own unfinished wishes.
Those patients, who treat life positively, will indeed spend their final period of time to realize their own wishes. There is always news about someone with an incurable disease selling his houses and cars in order to travel around the world. And the one in the news is usually a foreigner.
As for those who cannot accept the fact they will soon die, they will be destroyed by their own fear about death, some of them even committing suicide to end their lives early. Such things are also frequently reported by domestic media. A patient, usually who was fatally ill, jumped off a building in a hospital because he could not face death. Hence, his family could get an economic compensation from the hospital, since his death happened in the hospital building. 
Helheim, after serious injuries, was obviously not someone who could think positively. He looked upset upon knowing about his current conditions. He felt that he was one more step away from recovery.
My health is getting worse and worse, and now I have epilepsy. Maybe I can't recover. Helheim couldn't help but taking a look at Dai Li, who was massaging him, and he recalled Dai Li's words before and sighed in his heart. It is never easy to make a miracle happen!
A sense of disappointment hung over Helheim, and he felt that the world had turned grey again. It's useless. I've been in such a situation. A brain surgery, nerve damage, and now epilepsy. How can it be possible that such muscle massage works? It's just a waste of time. A sense of despair rose from the bottom of his heart, and he opened his mouth, intending to stop Dai Li from doing such a futile massage.
Helheim was then ready to give up.
"Coach Li..." Helheim said with a faint voice, but at that moment, a pain suddenly came from his arm. Helheim grinned with the pain, and then his mind was filled with joys. To him, it was a long-lost pain. Helheim had been unable to move his arms and legs flexibly after the brain surgery. Sometimes he couldn't even feel the existence of his arms at all. He even thought his two arms were no longer there with him. He was not even so sensitive to pains.
But the pain at the moment made him refreshed at once. He felt that his arm was coming back to him, with the numbness fading away and being replaced by the clear pains gradually...vivid, real pains.
Without a reason, Helheim thought of an image of a wasted and silent black land, covered by dark clouds that was suddenly enlightened by a ray of sunshine breaking the barrier of clouds. And a green seeding grew out of it. It was a wonderful symbol of life and hope.
"Mr. Helheim were you calling me just now?" the voice of Dai Li brought Helheim back to reality.
"Never mind..." Helheim shook his head hesitantly. His subconscious suddenly told himself that maybe he should give Dai Li a chance, as a chance to himself, too.
"It will be alright soon. Don't worry please," Dai Li explained further, "It's normal to be painful occasionally."
"I can endure it," Helheim answered, now full of trust for Li.
Nelson shook his head contemptuously. He thought it was useless. They'd be better off spending time on his detailed introductions of follow-up treatment for epilepsy, rather than on such meaningless massage.
"Mrs. Helheim, I would like to go back, if you have no question," Nelson bowed slightly and said. He did not want to remain here any longer.
"Thank you very much, Prof. Nelson. If there is any question, I'll call you!" Corinna saw him out.
"It's time to leave," said Nelson, turning to leave the room.
At the same time, Dai Li finished his massage and asked, "Try moving your arm, Mr. Helheim. Let's see what's different."
What difference will a muscle massage make? Nelson thought. He had reached the door and reached to open it...
…
Helheim stared at his newly-massaged arm on his bed. At that moment, he felt a little nervous. He then had a hunch that his condition had gotten better. Meanwhile, he was worried that the fact would be the totally opposite.
He took a deep breath and began to lift his arm. Wow! Helheim suddenly realized that his arm was much higher than it had been before. He used to be able to raise his arm up to, at most 30 degrees, and now he moved it to about 60 degrees. Then he tried moving his fingers...
…
"Oh? Oh!" Claude cried out happily.
"Ahhh! My holy God!" Corinna cried out, too. Her voice revealed her pure joy.
Meanwhile, Nelson had almost left the room, with his one foot out of the door. But the cry of surprise stopped him. Nelson turned back to see Claude clenching his fists and waving them near his chest, Corinna covering her mouth, with surprise in her eyes.
What happened? Nelson was confused, then turned around to find Helheim,
who raised his left arm high and clenched his fist.
For God's sake, that's impossible! Nelson was stunned the moment he saw this.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Inside the founder's warehouse, there is a set of cold expelling cups, it can bring relief to his symptoms. However, it's a bit expensive.
How much kindness points?
10!
Why not just steal my kindness points?
With the rewards from yesterday's mission, Su Mian only had 5 kindness points. She still lacked a while 5 points! Since there was no one that she could cure now, where was she going to get 5 kindness points?
At this time, the back door was pushed open.
"Su Mian, Su Mian. I beg you please save my house's Lao Wu. I was wrong yesterday. For the sake of your uncle that had already passed away, please save Lao Wu. I will kowtow[1] to you!"
Su Mian was very familiar with this voice, it was Mrs. Xiao!
When Mrs. Xiao saw Su Mian, she immediately threw herself towards her and hugged her leg.
"You should get up and speak. What happened?"
"Lao Wu's epilepsy relapsed. Doctor Ma is currently out and hasn't returned yet. I don't dare touch him! I beg your mercy, please save my family's Lao Wu! I was the one who committed sins! I shouldn't have tried to extort you yesterday!" Mrs. Xiao was truly crying this time. Her tears had already caused her eyes to redden.
"Su Mian, I beg you. You must save my family's Lao Wu!"
Su Mian did not have time to listen to her cry. She returned to her room to grab a medicine box and went to their home.
Lao Wu was a 16-year-old child. He was now rigidly lying on the ground, continuously twitching with foam coming up from his mouth. His face had gone pale, and his eyes were showing their whites.
Su Mian had heard somebody say before that Lao Wu had acquired epilepsy earlier on. In the earlier years, it was said that Mrs. Xiao looked down on her husband Xiao Gao. The two of them often argued. Everyone in the village says that this child had gotten his epilepsy from being frightened.
When Su Mian just saw Lao Wu's head, a portion had clearly sunk down. From this she could tell that it was epilepsy caused by internal bleeding from an external head injury.
This kind of epilepsy required craniotomy to cure. It's just that the current level of medical treatment was insufficient.
In her previous life, Lao Wu died at the age of 18. Who knew how long he would live for in this life? Su Mian was thinking that if she had the ability, she would save him in the future!
Su Mian had just learned epilepsy first aid yesterday, thus she was already familiar with it. She finished the treatment in just a few moments, then pressed on Xiao Wu's renzhong acupoint. In just a few minutes, the child woke up.
Seeing her son finally wake up, Mrs. Xiao excitedly pulled on Su Mian's hand, "Su Mian, thank you. I was wrong yesterday. I should not have blamed you. It was all me who started the rumor."
Su Mian tidied up the medicine box, "You should still send him to a hospital in the provincial capital. Having it recur like this a lot is bad."
"Yes, yes. I will do it tomorrow. I will bring him to the hospital," Mrs. Xiao bowed with her hands in front as she sent Su Mian out the door. Right now, she wished she could treat Su Mian as a Bodhisattva and worship her.
The doorway was already crowded with a lot of people who came to join the liveliness. Seeing Mrs. Xiao send out Su Mian from far away, everyone knew that a person was saved.
In terms of Su Mian saving Liu Da, it could be said that she was a blind cat that bumped into a dead mouse[2]. This time Lao Wu had fallen ill. Even the men, that saw it, were afraid of approaching, but this girl wasn't afraid at all. She truly had the skills.
As Su Mian walked home, a series of sounds echoed in her head.
You are rewarded with 3 kindness points for providing first aid to a patient. You returned good for evil and was treated sincerely by the patient's family member. You are rewarded with 3 kindness points.
Return good for evil? This also works.
So, how is it? You can now trade your points for the cold expelling cups!
If Wen Wen did not remind her, Su Mian had almost forgotten. Her father was still lying down in bed! She quickly entered the house and exchanged the points for a set.
Su Mian carried a pile of jars. She felt that she had been scammed. These were simple objects that looked like they could be bought for 1 eris.
It was a pile of rubber plastic, shaped in half-bowl shapes.
You should not underestimate these small bowls. Their efficiency is not necessarily inferior to glass-made fire cups. Moreover, if accompanied with an acupuncture diagram, you would be doing half the work for twice the effort. It's guaranteed to cure the illness!
Where's the diagram?
Hehe. 1 kindness point!
Su Mian knew that Wen Wen would not give it to her with good intentions, "You are not lying to me, right? Don't tell me you have ulterior motives by holding onto these kindness points?"
[1] an act of prostration
[2] Idiom for having pure luck


Being reborn to when she was 18, Su Mian made a solemn vow to use her medical expertise for the benefit of humanity. “Wife, I’m by your side. Why not benefit me first…”. Before she had been reborn, Su Mian had willfully married a perverse trash of a man and wronged Commander Wei for 30 years. This time, Su Mian constantly thought about marrying Commander Wei…… In this life time, Commander Wei treated this wife with three words: love, love, and LOVE!

In Liz's office…
"I am surprised that you have so less data about Jackson's epilepsy.", Liz didn't try to hide her displeasure.
"Dr. Williams, Jackson's epilepsy is handled by his neurosurgeon. I only know this high-level information.", Dr. Schmitt said with a wry smile.
"You said that you never examined him after a seizure, and you never witnessed a seizure either. How can you be confident that Jackson has epilepsy?"
Dr. Schmitt waved his hands defensively. "The epilepsy was diagnosed by another doctor. I saw the report and I believe that the specialist knows his job. Are you expecting me to doubt the diagnosis of a neurosurgeon?"
Liz exhaled. "Of course, not."
She knows that this is common practice with general practitioners: they trust specialists because they don't have enough knowledge. But this is Jackson and she is trying to find the truth, and the fact that this man does not have any useful information is frustrating.
Liz was not sure if he is honest or a well-practiced liar.
The nurse came in and gave to Liz the latest toxicology report.
Liz's eyes widened as she looked at the results, and she gestured to the nurse to stay. For a few seconds, Liz thought about the possibilities until she decided. "Can you ask Dr. Peltz to come to my office? I believe that she is in today."
The nurse confirmed and left.
Liz checked the report again and looked at Dr. Schmitt with renewed vigor. Ha! She is getting somewhere. This proves that Jackson's seizure was not caused by epilepsy, but it does not prove that he does not have one. Well, one thing at a time. She reminded herself to look concerned.
"Dr. Schmitt, if Jackson is suicidal or using drugs, would you know about it?"
The old man was surprised by this question. "Uhm… I do regular bloodwork every year, and I didn't hear anything about Jackson hurting himself."
"That means no.", Liz summarized.
"I fail to see where you are going with this question."
Liz put the report on the desk and pushed it toward Dr. Schmitt while explaining: "I am not sure if you are familiar with this drug we found in Jackson's system. It is fortunate that I ordered blood draws as soon as the patient arrived because this one is untraceable after about half an hour. When taken in small amounts, this drug causes euphoria. With an increased dose, it leads to muscle spasms like a seizure. If he took more, he would die. So, he is either lucky or experienced to know how much to take."
Dr. Schmitt frowned. He is not familiar with this drug, but Liz's words are not ambiguous. She is clearly saying that Jackson took this drug in order to have a seizure. "Are you saying that he did this to himself? Jackson is not a person who would hurt himself."
"I agree with you on that one, Dr. Schmitt. Jackson is showing narcissistic tendencies, which means that he would not hurt himself. However, if he knows that there will be no permanent damage and it serves him to achieve some goal, like make people believe that he has epilepsy, he would do it."
Dr. Schmitt didn't like what Liz said. "Dr. Williams, you are accusing him without evidence."
"No. I am talking with a fellow medical professional. What we are doing here is discussing possibilities. Whatever we say, will not leave this office." Liz assured him and continued: "This drug acts quickly. Based on the foam in his mouth, I can assume that he took it orally. And that means that he ingested it while he was in Miss Anderson's apartment. Did you know that he is blackmailing her with epilepsy to stay engaged with him? He was in her apartment and Miss Anderson broke up the engagement shortly before he had a seizure."
"The break-up could cause stress which triggers an epileptic seizure." Dr. Schmitt said.
Liz nodded in agreement before giving her own theory: "Or the break-up caused stress which triggered him to take this medicine so that it looks like he had a seizure."
Dr. Schmitt was unable to hide his disapproval with the current situation. He looked at the report. "Is this a common practice, that you check for various substances as soon as you receive a new patient?"
Liz smiled. She understands where the old man is going with this. He is trying to figure out why she ordered these types of tests for Jackson. The blood tests will not reveal something they are not looking for. 
"Dr. Schmitt, I am a new employee in this hospital, and I want to prove myself. I admit that these tests are not part of the standard procedure, but I wanted to make sure I cover all the possibilities of what could cause the seizure. As you know, a number of drugs can cause seizures, and I ordered tests for a wide spectrum. At the Franciscan Medical Center, we are advised to do a thorough examination before diagnosing the condition, so I didn't overstep my authority."
"So, you were shooting in the dark?", Dr. Schmitt asked suspiciously.
Liz didn't deny it because that is exactly what she was doing. "Thanks to that, I found that Jackson was affected by this drug. If I didn't, we would all think that this was one more episode due to his epilepsy. Lucky, don't you agree?"
Dr. Schmitt pursed his lips while thinking that all these tests cost a fortune. It sure is great to work at such a great hospital.
Liz took his silence as agreement and continued talking: "Regardless if Jackson took this drug on purpose or by accident, I hope that we can agree on the point of Jackson staying here for observation because he needs help."
Dr. Schmitt showed that he is conflicted. He wants to collaborate with Liz, but he also knows that Jackson does not want to stay here. "The boy always preferred to stay out of hospitals."
"He has a serious medical condition, Dr. Schmitt…" Liz's next words were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Liz smiled when she saw an older woman come in. "Dr. Peltz, I am glad to see that you can make it."
Dr. Schmitt looked nervous. Is Liz bringing in reinforcements?
"Dr. Schmitt, this is Dr. Peltz. She is the psychologist at our drug and alcohol treatment center…"
"You are already labeling Jackson as an addict." Dr. Schmitt interrupted the introduction. 
Liz ignored him, she spoke to Dr. Peltz. "I have a patient who came in with seizures, and this is the report from his bloodwork.", Liz gave the toxicology report to Dr. Peltz.
While Dr. Peltz was looking at the report, Liz turned to Dr. Schmitt who was still frowning. "Just how you refer your patients to the specialists when you are not sure about the treatment, I'm am doing the same. I am not an expert in determining who is an addict, and I definitely don't have any experience in treating them. And that is where Dr. Peltz comes in…"
With Liz and Dr. Peltz showing their concern for Jackson's wellbeing, Dr. Schmitt agreed to voice his support of Jackson staying in the hospital. With this arrangement, he can come to the Franciscan Medical Center, and Liz promised him a tour of facilities on Monday morning.
The trio agreed that Dr. Peltz will take over Jackson as her patient because the seizure which brought him to the hospital is not related to epilepsy.
Dr. Peltz explained her expertise and strategy in approaching Jackson gradually because addicts often deny their condition and if they feel threatened, they will hide or destroy the evidence.
The more Dr. Peltz spoke, the more Dr. Schmitt was fascinated. Really… amazing doctors work in big hospitals.
…
In Jackson's room, Liz explained that Dr. Schmitt will work with Dr. Peltz on monitoring Jackson's condition and that they exchanged information related to Jackson's condition. With that, Liz is not the doctor in charge of Jackson.
"Why is a psychologist here?", Mrs. Adams asked suspiciously.
"You are patient's mother?", Dr. Peltz asked. When Jackson's mother nodded, Dr. Peltz suggested that they talk in private. Mr. Adams and Dr. Schmitt joined as well.
Dr. Schmitt already knew that Dr. Peltz will request support from family members. That is crucial in understanding the situation and in a successful recovery. 
Liz warned her that Jackson's mother is over-protective, and Dr. Peltz responded that she has experience with overbearing family members who live in denial and in such a way they are enabling the addict.
Liz admires Dr. Peltz. She has the patience of a million people combined.
Back to the present…
People left and Jackson found himself in the room alone with Liz and Max. Jackson's eyes darted from one to another fearfully. "What are you two up to?"
Max stood up and glared at Jackson. He is holding in for a very long time, and he needs to let out some steam. "I don't care if you are sick or not. Rina said that it's over between the two of you, and I hope for your own good that you will respect that."
"You are threatening me!" Jackson stated the obvious.
Max snorted. He has no intention of talking to Jackson anymore. But he has a question for Liz: "How come another doctor is taking over?"
"Let's talk outside…"
Max understood that Liz is behind this change of doctors, and that means she has a plan.
"When can I leave?", Jackson asked when he saw that Liz is about to exit the room.
"Ask Dr. Peltz when she returns. She is the doctor in charge from now."
Jackson watched Liz and Max leave the room and he wondered if this change in doctors is a good or a bad thing. It should be good because no one is worse than the devil known as Elizabeth Williams, right?
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Elizabeth (aka Liz): an attractive young lady, smart, career-driven, self-sufficient, wants to save the world (one surgery at a time).

Maximilian (aka Max): hot, smart, rich, playboy, who loves to party!

What happens when Liz and Max meet due to an accident? Their personalities are clashing but persistent accidents keep pulling them together.

An accident: an event that happens by chance or that is without apparent or deliberate cause. 

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Mature content! 18+

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Excerpt from the story...

Max was confused. "Aren't you appalled by my words? Offended? Why are you still here and not running to your place?"
Liz shrugged. "Last night you promised no lies. And I hope that you are comfortable enough with me to say what is on your mind. No matter if you are gay or not, the fact that I feel safe with you will not change. Unless you do something to prove me wrong."
Max was surprised by this logic. But then he remembered the deal they made: he will not lie, no games and he will treat her with respect… and she believes him.
"You want to know what is on my mind?" He decided to try his luck: "I want to kiss you."
Liz frowned for a second while thinking about how to respond. Then she craned her neck and pointed at her cheek. "Here."
Max was not sure if he should laugh or cry. "That is not the kiss I was going for."
"That is the only one you will get. Take it or leave it."
Max is not silly to miss an opportunity. "I will take whatever you are willing to give me."

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Without forgetting to put on the pretense of being serious, Ling Chuxi, was still acting anxious and worried. "Fifth Highness, I do know a little bit about medicine, should I help diagnose you?" In this instance of gloating over another's misfortune, for Ling Chuxi to even say such words, would it be possible for her to gloat even more?
 
Si Nanchen's guards looked at Ling Chuxi a little hopefully. If anything happened to Si Nanchen here, they would be in deep trouble. The saying, "In urgent situations of sickness, simply choosing any doctor will do" could be used to describe their current attitudes. They didn't even bother to think about if Ling Chuxi could really diagnose Si Nanchen accurately?
 
"Quit pretending! Give me the antidote now!" yelled Si Nanchen. He did not notice the odd gazes his guards threw his way and instead glared at Ling Chuxi with his eyes blasting fire.
 
"Your Highness, you have really wronged us," said Ling Chuxi with an expression of innocence and sadness. Her expression was as spot on as spot on could get, looking as though she was Dou E being falsely accused.1 Then, she said in a small voice with a solemn expression, "However, since I really do have a bit of medical knowledge, seeing the Fifth Highness' symptoms of having a crooked mouth and twisted nose, it is obviously your epilepsy acting up. Go back and take a cold bath for six hours and you will naturally recover from this episode."
 
'Epilepsy?!' exclaimed Si Nanchen, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. This despicable woman. Forget about the fact that she had poisoned him. Now, she was even talking nonsense about him being epileptic when he wasn't! It was not possible for those with hidden diseases to ascend the throne. This woman was extremely sinister and despicable!
 
"Talk less bullsh*t, won't you?! You're the one with epilepsy!" spat Si Nanchen ruthlessly as he glared maliciously at Ling Chuxi a few times. He knew that she would definitely not admit to poisoning him, but this method she just gave him to resolve the poison should be true. After all, he was the fifth prince of Ding Lin Country and even if she had huge guts, she would still not dare to let anything serious happen to him in Nan Xia Country.
 
"Let's go!" snarled Si Nanchen as he ruthlessly glared at Ling Chuxi and walked out while holding on as best he could. Now, it was not just his body, even his organs felt like there were tens of thousands of ants crawling all over them. He really wished to strip his clothes off and roll all over the floor, he did not want to stay here even a moment longer.
 
"Oh, Fifth Highness, do we still need to keep this private room empty for your use?" asked the fifth princess' teasing voice which could be heard coming from far behind as Si Nanchen rushed down the corridor.
 
Si Nanchen's face darkened and with a stumble, he almost fell to the ground.
 
"All right. Let's eat, let's eat!" exclaimed Ling Chuxi as she entered the private room with all smiles. Li Shaoqiu's face was full of worship as he followed behind her. An expert indeed, Ling Chuxi was a true expert. So what if the other party's identity was so prominent? In the end he still obediently left with his tail tucked between his legs.
 
"Master, how did you poison him just now? Teach me, teach me," asked the fifth princess eagerly the moment they entered the private room. Even the experts in Si Nanchen's group who were all in the realm of Great Fulfilment couldn't even detect a hint of it, so of course Ling Chuxi was unable to speak of it.
 
"Such words cannot simply be spoken. I did not poison anyone. It was simply his epilepsy acting up," said Ling Chuxi with a serious look on her face and in a tone of voice that wasn't just ordinarily stern.
 
"Then… Master, teach me how to make one's epilepsy act up," said the fifth princess whose eyeballs were darting all around anxiously as she tried to win Ling Chuxi's favor. Indeed, it was sufficient for the heart to know such a matter, how could Ling Chuxi easily admit to it?
 
"Eat first. After we eat, we'll head back and I will teach you then," said Ling Chuxi. Ling Chuxi had already witnessed the cruelty of the fight for the throne, and since the fifth princess was already caught up in this whirlpool, then it was time to teach her some more things, otherwise she might not even know it when she died.
 
"That's great. Master, this time you can't go back on your word. When I learn this, I will let Xia Zhuoyi, that idiot, know how amazing I am," said the fifth princess yearningly.
 
Black lines of anxiety ran down the faces of the rest of the group when they heard this as they silently mourned for Xia Zhuoyi.
 
1. In a famous play, the character Dou E like swore to the heavens that blood will rain, snow will fall in June, and three years of drought will occur to prove her innocence upon being falsely accused. After her father became an official, he cleared her name.


The destitute young miss of the Ling family was weak, had lowly qualifications, was ugly and frequently bullied. In the end, she was pushed into the freezing river by her so-called love rival. However, when she opened her eyes once again, her gaze was cold yet captivating! Everything had changed drastically! When her ugly looks faded, she became a peerless beauty. When she displayed her graceful bearing and talent, it was blinding and earth-shattering! 
I'm a foodie and I'm proud of it. I have a venomous tongue to infuriate people to death, but I won’t compensate with my life. 
All the handsome men would give their all just to make her smile, which provoked his desire to dominate and possess her. However, in the end, was it him who dominated her…


now this is what caused it to come back; I was 9 and it was a living nightmare. I was on a summer vacation with my family including my grandparents and aunts. it was our first night there and it was pouring rain and my car stopped at a red light; my grandparents and aunts stopped five or six feet back. but the car behind them didn't and they hit my grandparents car; now you might be asking yourself how did that trigger you epilepsy to come back. well..that's not what cause it, it was caused by our grandparents car being hit so hard it hit us and pushed us forwards afew feet. I hit my head and that's what triggered it. so this one person changed my life I have epilepsy and my grandpa got a brain injury. that may be small to some people but it also gave me PTSD I was scared of our car for awhile then the place it happened then the right side of our car of I was in any of those situations i would have a panic attack i was scared of the right side of the car for 5 years and i kept it a secret for 4 of them. later that summer my parents started noticing me having seizures again. now your probably asking how is it not obvious that your having seizures don't you fall to the ground and shake!! for some people yes but not me that is what called a grande mal or convulsive seizures but I have petite mal or absent seizures I also have partial grande mal where I just fall to the ground. we did not think it was epilepsy again untill I was 11. if you want to know more please comment

"With just you? Stop dreaming. The Martial Order Medallion owner has a nickname: sending justice. While there aren't many people that he sends justice to, each and every one of them were all top-notch experts! Even if you have only 30% of his abilities, it is enough for you to be one of the top few experts in the world!" XiMen Kuang picked up a roasted chicken and bit off a portion, "Let me ask you, how are Ling Tian's martial arts?"
"Ling Tian is, of course, an extraordinary character as well." That burly man said with a look of admiration, "He was actually able to charge into the 400,000 strong Northern Wei army alone and was not injured at all! Furthermore, that number one expert has been chasing him for so long and news of his death hasn't spread yet! From this, it can be seen that even if Ling Tian is weaker than the Martial Order Medallion owner, he shouldn't be too far off."
"Hmph! If that's the case, can any of us be a match for Ling Tian or the Martial Order Medallion owner?" XiMen Kuang said with a gloomy expression.
"Haha, Elder, are you kidding? If we were to face either of them, our deaths would be certain!" That burly man gave a thumbs-up to XiMen Kuang, "Brilliant! Elder, you are truly brilliant! This plan of yours is brilliant indeed. Letting First Elder run into a wall! Perhaps he will meet his end."
XiMen Kuang stroked his beard and smiled delightedly, "If we were to put an effort to search for Ling Tian's whereabouts, with the size of our XiMen Family's information network, it would be impossible for us to not have a clue at all. However, have you thought about what will happen if we were to find them?"
That burly man trembled slightly as he sobered up a little. The moment they were to meet with those two jinxes, they would be dead for sure!
XiMen Kuang snorted, "Let us not talk about whether or not we can block Ling Tian first. Even if we can block him, by the time that the Martial Order Medallion owner arrives to kill him, how many of us would be left alive at that time? If we don't meet Ling Tian but the Martial Order Medallion owner instead, what should we do?"
All of their faces turned pale as beads of sweat rolled down their faces and they let out a heave of relief. They all looked at XiMen Kuang with gratitude and said, "Our lives were all saved by Elder."
XiMen Kuang let out a strange laugh and said mockingly, "Only an idiot like XiMen Sheng would put in all his effort to find those two jinxes. For him to not send back any news after so long, he probably met both of them already and has been buried underground! Haha."
"Brilliant, brilliant! Elder XiMen Kuang truly has incredible foresight," a clear voice sounded.
"That's right!" XiMen Kuang raised his head up proudly, "When this old man was roaming around the pugilistic world back then, my friends gave me a nickname: Mr. Smart! Hmph hmph, you bunch of…" As he said that, XiMen Kuang suddenly realized that something was wrong!
That voice did not belong to anyone of his XiMen Family members! Thinking about that, XiMen Kuang could not help but be alarmed as he shouted, "Who? Who dares to make a fool out of your granddaddy XiMen!"
A white flash could be seen, and a charismatic youth suddenly appeared in their tent and in front of XiMen Kuang! He looked at XiMen Kuang with a carefree and cordial smile as though he was meeting an old friend.
XiMen Kuang was completely dumbfounded! This is because he realized that the oil lamp in front of him did not even sway when this white-dressed youth entered! To think that this white-dressed youth was able to enter at such a speed without bringing a single gust of air with him! What kind of a movement technique was that?! How many people in the world were able to have such an exquisite movement technique?
"You… friend, who are you?! This old man is XiMen Kuang from the XiMen Family!" XiMen Kuang's face began to contort, his beard trembling as he took a few steps back.
"I do not believe that the world-famous Mr. Smart will not know who I am." The white-dressed youth squinted his eyes and said with a chuckle, "Since Elder XiMen has the nickname of Mr. Smart, if you can't guess my identity, then… I will be extremely disappointed."
XiMen Kuang looked as though he was about to cry as he said with a hoarse and trembling voice, "How… how would I know who this friend is?"
"Oh? You don't know who I am? Really?" The white-dressed youth said with a benevolent expression, "Then you should think carefully. Mmm, think again carefully. Eh, with your body trembling and face turning pale, it looks like you are very afraid. How strange," the white dressed youth turned around and said with a puzzled expression, "since you don't know who I am, what are you afraid of?"
The white-dressed youth said with a look of concern, "XiMen Kuang, do you have epilepsy?"
XiMen Kuang's knees buckled as he nodded his head vigorously, "Yes… yes… I have epilepsy… epilepsy…"
"Oh, no wonder." The white dressed youth said with enlightenment, "So you have epilepsy!"
XiMen Kuang's face turned ashen as he said softly, "Yes yes yes. I have epilepsy… on account that I did not have a good life, will young noble…"
The white-dressed youth then let out a long sigh of regret, "I originally didn't have the intention of killing you, but since you have epilepsy, you wouldn't be able to have a good life anyway. If that's the case, there isn't any reason for you to be kept alive. I shall perform a good deed and send you along then!"
With a strong sense of humiliation, XiMen Kuang almost wanted to let out a roar. However, his fear still took the upper hand and he began to plead instead, "Young… young noble Ling, you are a benevolent senior and I have never provoked senior before. Senior, may you treat me like a fart and let me off easily. This old man is already in my old age, and I don't have many more years to live. The heavens will reward the kind, wuwuwu…" At the very end, this Third Elder XiMen actually began bawling!
Ling Tian was dumbfounded!
"What the f**k! This is an elder of the XiMen Family?!" Ling Tian spit and was filled with disdain, "How frustrating! To think you are called XiMen Kuang! The world famous 'Mr. Smart'?!"
Ling Tian could not help but feel depressed! Originally, he intended to come here for a massacre. However, he never imagined such a scenario would occur and that XiMen Kuang was actually such an individual. Ling Tian suddenly felt that killing such a person would be dirtying his hands! However, Ling Tian had no choice but to kill XiMen Kuang because of his mission and could not help but be extremely depressed!
What is this? If I kill him, I will dirty my hands! If I don't, I will fail my mission! If I were to let this elder remain alive, it would definitely be a huge wildcard for Thirty! For him to be all the way out here alone, I can't afford for anything to go wrong!
As XiMen Kuang saw Ling Tian's face turning uglier and uglier by the second, his knees gave way from fear and they could no longer hold up his own bodyweight. With a 'putong' sound, he knelt down on the ground as he trembled, "May young noble be benevolent and let me off…"
For the very first time in his life, Ling Tian fell into a dilemma!
As for the other twenty people, their faces were all pale and not a single one of them dared to place their hand on the hilt of their sword! It was as though they were twenty pillars rooted to the ground with fear in their eyes. Not to mention fighting, they probably didn't even have the guts to move their legs in the slightest!
Could they still be called men?!
Ling Tian finally gave out a sigh and waved his hands with a deflated attitude, "All of you cripple your cultivations. This young noble doesn't have the mood to touch any of you! Don't create any trouble for me!"
XiMen Kuang's body began to tremble with his face filled with despair. To a martial arts cultivator, losing his cultivation was no different from death! He just could not understand why Ling Tian wouldn't let him off despite him kneeling on the ground and pleading for his life!
XiMen Kuang's lips trembled for a while and he pleaded, "I hope young noble will be benevolent. This old man is willing to cut off my arm to gain the chance to survive. This old man does not want to lose the martial arts that have accompanied me all my life during the final few years of my life. I hope young noble will fulfill my wish."
Ling Tian waved his hands impatiently as he shouted, "Since I asked all of you to cripple your cultivation, hurry up and do so! Why are you guys still acting in such a wishy-washy manner? Do you really want me to take action personally?"
XiMen Kuang continued to struggle, "Ling Tian, you are also a martial arts cultivator and should understand what it means to lose your cultivation! Why do you have to be so overbearing? If you show us some mercy, we will be able to meet each other happily again in the future! Why does young noble Ling have to be so overbearing and force us to our deaths?!"
Ling Tian could not help but feel disgust in his heart! At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly thought about the traitors in his previous life during the war against Japan! He could not help but be filled with disdain as he thought, Such a b*st*rd! If he were to be born in that generation of my previous life, he would definitely be a traitor! How many people will be harmed because of him! Thinking about that, killing intent rose from his heart!
As XiMen Kuang witnessed the rising killing intent from Ling Tian, he thought that Ling Tian was about to launch his attack and was overwhelmed with despair. Thus, he could not help but let out a roar, "I will fight you to the death...wuwuwu…" He then pounced forward and let out a palm strike!
Ling Tian let out a sigh and sent out his own palm strike! A miserable shriek sounded…
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As Ling Tian traveled in the night sky, he felt a strange sense of frustration!
Since the ancient times, there have been many different kinds of people. Some killed because of fear, some killed to the point they were numb to it, some got more excited as they killed and some puked after killing someone. However, there was no one like Ling Tian who felt gloomy from killing someone!
From the ancient times until now, Ling Tian would probably be the first and last one!


Ever met someone who started cultivating from his mother’s womb? 
He does not care for his image, willing to take all steps necessary to ensure his plans succeed!
Watch Ling Tian, martial arts genius, who crossed from the modern world to the ancient times, bringing with him all his memories from his past self!
A person with high comprehension talent, blessed with the gift of eloquence as well as a burning desire to be the best!
Join us as we follow Ling Tian’s adventures in this new world has appeared in! Watch as he plays with the politics of the court and of the Great Families, and how he finds his allies which will help him to conquer this world!
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