Chapter 212

"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