"What would a young man like you know? Dr. Chevy can do wonders. There's no way he'd make a mistake!"The man refused to believe Chad. He grabbed the CT scan image angrily.Suddenly, the old man lying on the bed looked at Chad with wide-open eyes and said, trembling, "You noticed I have conjunctivitis. You must have some medical skills."Only some doctors could tell I have conjunctivitis!"The old man sat up. He appeared very healthy, but he held his head with one of his hands.The man became agitated when he noticed the old man sitting up."Dad, why are you sitting up? Dr. Chevy told you to lie down."The old man pushed his son away, growling, "What do you know? Dr. Chevy doesn't know anything about my condition. If I had a brain tumor, I would've died a long time ago. Do you think I'd survive until now?"The old man was spot on. If he had had the brain tumor for a few years, he would not need any surgery.If the brain tumor were malignant, the old man would have died long ag
The statement was nearly identical to what Chad had said, confusing the man."How is this possible? Why did Dr. Chevy claim that my father has a brain tumor?" His words woke up another patient in the ward waiting for surgery.The patient was an elderly lady whose face was filled with anticipation as she asked Chad, "Young man, can you look at me? Dr. Chevy also diagnosed me with a brain tumor. It's pressing on my nerves, causing half of my body to go numb. He recommended that I have surgery tomorrow to remove the tumor."Before Chad could respond, Damon returned and overheard the old lady. He said, "You there, in bed 21! Your surgery is tomorrow. If you're feeling fine, I can always prioritize other patients."The old lady recoiled in response to Damon's words.Damon gave Ryan a flattering smile and asked, "Chief Magistrate Chase, have you decided? The surgery should be done as soon as possible. We can't delay it too long!"Ryan had just seen Chad save someone's life. Even though
"You're cured? How is that possible? You haven't even had the surgery yet, so how did the tumor disappear on its own?" Damon was uneasy but maintained his confidence as he pointed his finger at the old man and demanded an answer.The man pushed Damon's hand away and angrily asked, "Why are you pointing at my father? Also, I don't want to argue with a quack doctor like you. Save your dignity while you can!"Damon was dumbfounded—someone at Bloomington Hospital had called him a quack doctor!"Explain yourself. How am I a quack doctor?"The man was also direct. He picked up the old man's CT scan and slapped it onto Damon's face. "I see you're still stubborn. I had other doctors look at it. My dad doesn't have a brain tumor, but you claimed otherwise. If that's not a quack doctor, then what is?"Damon laughed when he heard that. "Other doctors? Which doctors said that? I might not be the best neurosurgeon in the country, but I'm the closest thing to one. Ordinary doctors wouldn't be a
However, Chad shook his head. "Your condition is not a sign of vigor or health. It's because a tumor in your brain is pressing on the nerves inside. That's why you don't feel sleepy. Also, your heart is not in good condition either. Poor heart health can lead to poor sleep. Go and get checked out now; there might still be a glimmer of hope for you!"Damon was taken aback by Chad's words, but he quickly responded, "You are diagnosing me without even checking my pulse? I'd be very surprised to learn that I'm sick."However, Chad smiled calmly and said, "Raise your left arm and press under your left rib with your right hand. There should be an extremely painful spot. If you don't believe me, try it!"Damon hesitated but then lifted his arm and pressed several times. Then, his face became pale. The sudden, intense pain caused him to open his mouth wide, unable to speak.Meanwhile, the other patients in the ward imitated Damon by touching their ribs, but none reacted as strongly.The o
Celine stood in the corner of the ward, dressed in a hospital gown, with her hair strewn across her face. At first glance, she resembled a female ghost!Meanwhile, Logan sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes wide open, chanting loudly, "Today, this celestial being has descended. Mortals, pay your respects!"Several nurses stood at the door, pale with fear, as they looked inside in horror.Matilda was extremely nervous as soon as she arrived. She was about to speak when Celine's loud voice scared her. "Spirits of heaven and earth, Thunder God, please appear…""Mom, Dad, it's me, Matilda!"Matilda tried to wake them up, but all she got was laughter.Matilda was incredibly anxious at the time. She looked at Damon, who hesitated, unsure what to do."I'm a neurosurgeon; I can't treat this condition. You should take them back to the Third People's Hospital!"However, Matilda was desperate. "No, they can't return there. My parents are not crazy!"Damon was powerless to do anything. He di
The doctor in charge of the MRI appeared surprised after reviewing the scans."Oh, no! How did you end up with a brain tumor, Dr. Chevy?"Damon shivered with fear after hearing that. His face was pale.The doctor appeared smug as he pretended to express regret. "This is extremely serious! The tumor has already spread. Surgery is not an option because this is late-stage brain cancer."Damon grabbed the scans and had no idea how he returned to the ward. He had seen the scans for himself—large areas of contrast in his brain, with numerous small tumors covering the entire cerebrum. It was a death sentence!Suddenly, he saw Chad emerge from the ward. He rushed toward Chad and knelt in front of him."Dr. Jennings! I believe you! You must have a way to cure me, right? You must..."The nurses on duty were taken aback when they saw Damon kneeling before that young man.When was the last time Damon begged anyone for something? It was simply unusual!"What's wrong with Dr. Chevy? Why is
Chad had planned to go home to rest for a while, but he unintentionally overheard the conversation and instinctively paused for a moment.Then he heard Matilda say impatiently, "Mom, it may be impossible to demolish Temple Road. It's a cultural heritage site, so the items inside can't be sold so casually!"Then, Logan said, "Foolish girl! Their door is made of Golden Phoebe Wood. It's worth more than 14 million dollars alone. As long as we get the shop, who will notice if we change the door?"Matilda was stunned. Logan was not the type to talk big and exaggerate, whereas Celine did.The door to Chad's shop appeared extremely valuable, to the point where her usually unflappable father was envious.At that moment, a thought flashed through Matilda's mind. Could Chad be the sole heir of a wealthy family?That was impossible!Matilda quickly dismissed her fantasies. That kind of dramatic plotline was only seen in television dramas.Meanwhile, Celine complained to Logan. "If you wer
Chad had just arrived at the shop's entrance when he overheard Toby negotiating with Herman."Just make it three million, and if you need anything in the future, I will do it for free. How about it?"Herman refused to back down, saying, "Three and a half million are as low as I can go. I didn't even charge you anything for labor. This type of Golden Phoebe Wood used for restoration is as valuable as gold!"Ignoring Herman, Toby put up three fingers and smiled. "Three million. I don't have a single penny more to spend. Will you do it?"Herman was frustrated, but he clenched his teeth and eventually agreed. "I'm only doing this for you. I wouldn't do it for anyone else."Chad watched the scene and remembered how Herman's people helped him discover the Tyrel Encyclopedia, a family heirloom.So, after he greeted them, Chad returned to his room to retrieve a bottle and search for Herman.Toby's eyes were sharp, and he was instantly excited when he saw the bottle in Chad's hand. He un