Frank expected George to awaken in under five minutes with his treatment, with the scarab eggs in his gut purged.He said ten minutes just so that he had time to spare—everyone's constitution was different, and it was his style to be conservative.However, it was soon ten minutes, but George was not showing signs of recovering, and his cheeks were still darkened.Frank checked the pill he made and eventually came to a frustrating conclusion. "Wait… Could they be lying to me?" If they were lying, his diagnosis would be inaccurate and his solution incorrect.If that was really the case, his treatment would be meaningless in a minor case, but George could get killed if it was serious.But before Frank could ask anything, Glen raised his wrist pointedly to check his Patek Philippe and shook his head."It's been twelve minutes, Dr. Lawrence," he said, emphasizing 'doctor' to add insult to injury. "How much longer do we have to wait?""Hehe…" Professor Roberts chuckled but otherwise
Even so, Frank decided to put in one last effort and said quietly, "I'm a healer, but I'm not omnipotent. I can't diagnose a patient without touching him, or when you're lying to me about his symptoms! It's Mr. Turnbull's misfortune to have a wife like you!"The last part was certainly a bombshell. Kendra leapt up to her feet instantly, leaping straight at Frank, ready to claw his face and eyes out."You vermin! Watch your mouth!" she screamed unreasonably. "I-I'll kill you! Glen, call in every man you have—I'll make him wish he was dead!"Glen did not stop her and was actually glaring at Frank. "Do you know what you just said?! Say it again, I dare you!"Frank met his angry glare, took a deep breath, and chuckled coolly. "You want to hear it again? Fine—I'll say it as many times as you want! Having people like you for family is why George Turnbull will die! You're all scum who would rather have your father and husband die!"Everyone was left stunned by Frank's outburst, and Glen
As Glen reared his chin at Frank hostilely, Titus strode up."Wait, Mr. Turnbull." He chuckled coolly. "Frank Lawrence can wait, now that Professor Roberts has seen how pointless Draconia traditional medicine is. Time to show Mr. Lawrence what proper experts can do—it won't be too late to kill him after."That was exactly what he wanted—to beat Frank physically and psychologically, just to wipe that smug grin off his face and make him kneel before him."Are you done talking?" Professor Roberts asked, already impatient."Yeah." Glen nodded. "Please help my father."Kendra snorted coolly. "See? The professor isn't making excuses for his failure, unlike that whippersnapper."At the same time, the Turnbulls and Lionhearts' retainers encircled Frank and did nothing else, since Glen would not go against Titus when he wanted the Lionhearts' help.Having had his orders, Professor Roberts opened his briefcase. Pulling a green tube from a cold storage case, he inserted it into a syringe w
"What?! Impossible… Impossible…" Professor Roberts was gaping, shaking his head and clearly not expecting that to happen to George.Even as he quickly rummaged through his briefcase, Glen asked urgently, "Professor Roberts? What's happening to my father?""I don't know… It's the latest serum our team developed, and it should kill the parasites, but not this…"Professor Roberts panickedly shoved a yellow tube into the syringe and shouted, "Get over here! Hold him down!"At Professor Roberts's call, Glen quickly beckoned for the retainers encircling Frank to hold George down even as he convulsed."Keep him steady!" Professor Roberts shouted even as he wiped the sweat off his brow and injected the yellow serum into George."Urgh…" George finally turned still and stopped convulsing or foaming black blood from his mouth."Phew…" Professor Roberts sighed, before wheeling on Frank, glaring as he bellowed, "It's all his fault! He interfered with my treatment! Feeding a patient some
"Hup!" Frank barked as he smacked his palm on George's chest, and a stream of green-black blood shot out like a geyser."Argh!!!" George screamed but soon relaxed as more blood gushed out.Frank then leveled an impassive look at Professor Roberts. "Your serum is an antibiotic. The earwig eggs inside reacted to it by hatching, and the larvae are now invading Mr. Turnbull's internal organs."His blunt words yanked Professor Roberts out of his shock, and he turned in disbelief toward Frank. "How did you—""I do stay in touch with foreign medical developments," Frank replied quietly. "I just don't use them because they're less effective."Eventually, the blood flowing out of George's chest turned red, and Frank tapped his body twice to seal the bleeding artery."Hup!" he bellowed and slammed his palm on the old man's chest."Bleurgh!" George coughed out a mouthful of viscous black blood."Frank Lawrence!""Whippersnapper!"Everyone in the room had stopped moving since they beli
And soon after Frank spoke, George woke up, coughing violently while he looked blankly around himself."Father!""George!"Both Glen Turnbull and were delighted to see him wake up.On the other hand, Titus was left pursing his lips as his expression contorted."Hmph."Snorting, he said nothing else as he led his men out of the room."Titus, wait…" Zac Turnbull had just come in and was left watching as Titus left, as Glen promptly snapped at him, "Go, Zac! Stop Titus—it's all thanks to him bringing Professor Roberts, or our father would have been put through so much pain!"Without a word, Zac looked past Frank to chase after Titus, asking him to stay with an awkward smile.On the other hand, Professor Roberts did not leave with Titus.In fact, he was staring in confusion at Glen and said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Turnubll? Mr. Lawrence was the one who saved your father, not me.""No, you did," Glen said quietly, looking past Frank as well. "My father would still be
Frank paused and finished, "All I want is for you to honor our agreement and let me see Vicky.""No!" Both Glen and Kendra yelled at the same time.George, who was still in bed, had no idea what was going on. "Who's this…?" he asked, turning toward Frank feebly as a servant helped him up."That's the man who saved your life."Surprisingly, it was Professor Roberts who sided with Frank just then. He was even leveling a look of respect at him and nodding politely, speaking inarticulately but loudly."I don't know what's wrong with you people, harassing Mr. Lawrence so much when he saved the patient without holding a grudge. He is as competent as he is mystical, showing his loyalty and reliability. You have certainly changed my opinion on Draconian traditional medicine—what you did was absolutely magical. Would you mind teaching me?"Frank had a better impression of Professor Roberts when he saw the look of genuine respect.It was likely that Professor Roberts simply prioritized
"Enough!" Glen bellowed, getting angry for once.He certainly had enough of the stubborn foreign professor who kept yapping endlessly, unable to read the room at all. "Mr. Hampton, get Professor Roberts out of here. Pay him accordingly and send him on his way!""Yes, Mr. Turnbull." A middle-aged Turnbull family retainer strode up and leveled a cool glare at Professor Roberts. "Come along, professor.""T-This is wrong!" Professor Roberts kept bellowing. "You can't do this, not to a healer who's only proven his kindness and loyalty! I'll sue!""Sue away." Glen remained impassive, his tone cold and even a little contemptible.He clearly did not worry about Professor Roberts' threat to sue. It would make sense too, since the Turnbulls were one of the Four Families of Morhen and had reigned for a while in Draconia's economical field. They definitely had cards to play, and some foreign professor would not be able to win a lawsuit no matter what he did.Such was the cruelty of reality.