The dozenish thugs were all floored in the blink of an eye, and even Charmaine was sighing. "The boy is someone special… No man can do what he did! He certainly is an eye opener!""That's nothing." Jada smiled. "You haven't seen him at his peak. Now that's someone unstoppable!"Meanwhile, Frank strolled toward the youth, whose legs were threatening to buckle. "If my hunch is right, you're throwing stones at the old lady's house because there's no one else is with her, right? Or am I wrong?"The youth shook his head repeatedly. "Please, I know I've made a mistake now, sir! It's all my fault… Just calm down for a moment, okay?"Frank smirked. "Where did all that bravado go?" "Just so you know, she's already suffering a lot. And then there's you… You're lucky you missed. Could you bear the consequences if you actually killed her?"The youth hung her head, speechless.He did not agree with what he said, but might makes right, and he was not about to argue against Frank."Remember.
Troy frowned. "But he's a traditional healer?"In his mind, Draconian traditional medicine was all nonsense and would never compare to modern medicine. However, while an average Joe could be forgiven for falling for it, why would Laura believe that too, as a doctor?"Kid, you're not that old." Troy snorted. "Can't you get a proper job instead of pulling cons? I'm warning you—cause a malpractice suit, and it's on your head!"Seeing that Troy misunderstood, Laura quickly said, "You're wrong there, sir! He may be young, but there's no arguing his skill. Do you remember Charmaine Bingham? Her organs were failing and no medication worked, but he saved her.""Are you kidding me?" Troy could hardly believe his ears.No matter how mystical Draconian traditional medicine was, it would not raise the dead.Even if he was wrong about Frank, there was no way he could save failing organs!"I saw it with my own eyes!" Laura insisted.However, Troy ignored her and stared at Frank—was his brat
"Are you saying that Mr. Frankton would stage an act over a woman?"Jada had had enough and rolled up her sleeves, ready to beat up Troy. "Show some respect, or I'll end you!"Frank quickly stopped her—Troy was annoying, but he did not deserve to die yet.Jada gritted her teeth and instead snapped, "If you suspect Mr. Frankton that much, then let's square down—once he cures that patient later, you will go down on your knees and praise him!"Clearly, being stopped from getting physical was not discouraging Jada from verbal abuse, though Troy simply snorted. "Just look at that pretty face. Anyone would think that you're some elegant heiress, but you turn out to be more ignorant than some village bumpkin. It sickens me!""What was that?" Even Laura had enough too—she had no idea if Jada was from a village, but she sure was."I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. Don't worry about it!" Troy quickly apologized, knowing that he had misspoken.Even so, he was glaring at Frank through t
The middle-aged man sighed as he continued. "You know that he's put under conservative treatment, and he's taking his prescriptions as instructed. But you know all it does is delay the inevitable… He won't be able to hold it together eventually."He was choking with tears but quickly calmed down thanks to resilience built over four decades. In fact, he almost looked like he was just speaking about the weather, and he showed no hint of misery at all."Right. We can't really pin our hopes on that…" Laura sighed as well.Troy stepped up right then, intent on sabotaging Frank as he smiled. "But don't worry—I've brought you a miracle worker. He'd definitely cure your father!""A miracle worker?"The middle-aged man frowned. "You're kidding. The only way to save my dad is with a transplant."He might be old and a villager, but that did not mean he was ignorant.And having often accompanied his father to the hospital, he had gained the necessary knowledge to understand what organ failu
Troy was flustered. "What did you say?! Are you disrespecting me now?!"He was already left infuriated by Frank's disrespect, and he was no more than a pretty boy.But this middle-aged man too?!"So what if I am?!" the middle-aged man snapped. "You're a doctor, but you have the gall to demand incentive from patients. People like you should die a thousand times over! So get out of here, or I'll make you!"As he finished, the middle-aged man brought a broom, ready to hit Troy with it.Troy was spooked and moved a couple of steps back in reflex while pointing at the middle-aged man and snapping, "Keep your hands to yourself! Also, stop trying to flex your muscles—I have some too!" "How could you do this to me?! I'm here to help your father! People would scorn you if they find out about this!"The middle-aged man smiled in wry amusement. "Could you quit trying to claim every merit you can reach? If I had to guess, I'd say that Dr. Layton was the one who brought that gentleman here,
The old man was at once surprised and delighted as he exclaimed, "I-I can see now!" Laura quickly asked, "What about the rest of your body? How do you feel?""Nothing much, but I feel like I have strength in my bones now, and my hip doesn't hurt anymore!"Laura nodded—even if Frank did not cure the old man's kidney failure, easing his pain was still good too.Add some medicinal herbs on top of that, the old man would be spared much agony for a while, and Frank would have done everything he could.Soon, the middle-aged man returned with pen and paper, and Frank wrote down the prescription while instructing, "Remember, take this prescription twice each day, on the hour after lunch and dinner. Don't dump the sediments from the herbal broth—you can apply it to your hip as a heat pack to nourish your kidneys.""Thank you so much!"The middle-aged man bowed to Frank, even taking out money.Frank quickly pushed him back, however. "I'm not that golddigger of a hospital chief. While I'
Jada realized with a start that it was the first time she had heard of that in her brief existence. "I see!" Laura added, "At the very least, we've been doing well, but there are elements who know how to mislead public sentiment."Jada smiled, nodding as a large group of people appeared in the distance.They were all middle-aged men in their forties, led by a lanky man with a straw hat and a red singlet.And none other than Troy himself stood beside him!Perhaps noticing that the trio were staring their way, Troy quickly pointed at Frank as he told Lanky, "Look! That's the one who treated the old man, so I'm sure he's the one who hurt your son too! People like him must be brought to justice—beat him up, and I'll try to help with your son's medical bills.""I'm counting on you!" Lanky said quietly.Frank smirked, quickly catching on—Lanky was most definitely the father of the youth who almost killed Charmaine. Now that his son was hurt, he led a gang here, ready to cause trouble
Frank laughed icily at Lanky. "Do you think they're as despicable as you are?"Then, turning to the rest of the mob, he said, "Everyone, you have nothing to worry about. I may be no angel, but I can see reason. I won't blame any of you, as long as you leave right now."So, are you staying or leaving? You decide."As soon as he finished the mob, they turned and left.To be honest, they were not obliged to go that far for the mob.Moreover, they knew very well what Frank was capable of—it would really be over for them if he gave them the same treatment he gave Lanky's son!"Don't go! There's strength in numbers! Kill him!" Troy bellowed as he got flustered as well.What he thought to be a one-in-a-million chance to teach Frank some manners certainly went up in smoke, as the mob caved in no time at all.Laura was furious as she watched. "What do you think you're doing, Troy Layton? Are you really inciting a mob against Mr. Frankton?""Troy Layton?! Know your position—I'm your chi