Xena could not explain why, but seeing Felix lying there so brutally wounded made her heart ache terribly. "What happened here?" Just as Xena lifted Felix, a voice rang out. Zara, who was also crying, immediately became excited when she heard the sound. "Dr. Grayson! Please, save Felix!" Four people entered the room. Two had their faces concealed. One was the renowned Nala, who was known for her signature face veil. The other person was probably elderly, judging by the voice, and wore a demon mask. Given Zara's reaction and words as she ran over, this had to be Dragonia's second-best master healer, Silas. "Silas, you must save Felix no matter what. I've never had so much admiration for a young man in my life. He deserves your help. He saved over a dozen children from the Bloom Seeds!" Exhausted, Brandon was sitting on the ground. He knew Felix's condition was critical and spoke urgently. "He treated them by himself?" Silas looked at Felix in Xena's arms. The look in his eye
As a junior, Zara could only state facts. But Brandon clearly did not want to claim any credit. "Nonsense. I merely assisted. Success or failure rested with Felix. Truthfully, I've never seen such a passionate young healer in Dragonia in all these years. If anything happens to him, it would be a national tragedy," Brandon said.With traditional medicine's declining succession, Brandon's words were not exaggerated. They were spoken from the heart. "Dr. Quinn, you're too modest. Are you saying Felix's skills surpass yours?" Nala asked.Brandon nodded. "I admit it. He is indeed better than me. As in martial arts, skill determines rank in medicine. Age is merely a rough measure." His disciple, Gale, stood silently nearby. He had been thoroughly humbled by Felix. Remembering his earlier words, guilt and remorse consumed him. Hearing these answers, especially from Brandon himself, Nala's lips curled into a smile beneath her veil. Felix's medical prowess had reached such heights. No
Crippled! That word struck everyone present like a physical blow and left them frozen in place. "What… what do you mean by crippled? Will he be bedridden forever?" Xena clutched her chest as tears welled up. At this moment, she was not the revered goddess of war, just a helpless woman. Silas shook his head. "No, not exactly. The Five Points of Ascension ranks third among our highest medical techniques. Brandon knows how impossibly difficult it is to perform it, so he never mastered it in his entire life! Once mastered, it elevates one's medical skills tremendously. "The greater the effect, the greater the cost. Besides, Felix did it continuously over a dozen times. In my estimation, only the rumored one and the miracle doctor himself could do this without consequences!" Silas' eyes were filled with admiration. Such was a practitioner's compassion. Felix likely only considered the feelings of the children suffering from the Bloom Seeds, with no thought for himself. "Every one
Nala made no attempt to hide her thoughts. "That's right. To me, he's no different from any other cripple now. It's a shame, really. His hidden talents had made him worthy of being my fiancé. I was ready to give him a chance, but life's full of unexpected turns." As Yvonne tried to protest, Nala grabbed her collar. "I know what you want to say. Don't. Felix has lost all standing, including any claim to you. Did you think I hadn't noticed you falling in love with him? When he was still exceptional a few hours ago, I might have accepted him–and you could have been his naturally. "But he's ruined now, understand? You're forbidden from any further contact with him. Since Felix is no longer useful, it's time for you to serve your purpose. Your wedding will be held in one month." After Nala left, Yvonne looked toward Felix's room, tears flowing freely. She had said it many times before—Yvonne had no right to choose her destiny. Everything was at Nala's command. "Take care, Felix. I…
Felix froze, then gave a wry smile. "Is it fun joking with someone who just recovered from a near-death experience?" But Xena's expression remained serious. "Do I look like I'm joking?" When Felix collapsed bleeding last night, Xena felt her heart shatter. Only then did she realize her true feelings for him. Those were feelings she had been denying all along. "Yes, I am materialistic, but not mindlessly so! Reality has shown us countless examples of why matching social status matters! I have the looks, figure, and status of the goddess of war. Is it wrong of me to want a better partner?" Felix suddenly realized he had no counterargument. He remembered a news story about a man who worked to put his girlfriend through school. After she earned her doctorate, they married, but the marriage lasted barely two years. According to her, they had lost their common ground. Their vast status difference had created an unbridgeable gap in their worldviews. The internet had split opinions
"This is Felix Zeller, who saved all your lives," the orphanage director said.At these words, a dozen children clumsily kneeled. Their voices were full of gratitude as they said, "Thank you, Mr. Zeller!" "You're amazing! The pain is all gone now!" "Hehe! I want to be just like Mr. Zeller when I grow up. I will become a doctor and save lots and lots of people!" "Me too! I don't want to be an astronaut anymore—I want to be a doctor!" With tears blurring his vision, Felix rushed to embrace the children. At this moment, he knew everything had been worth it. …An hour later, at the Wolfie troops' headquarters, Alistair was reporting to Xena, "Lady Summers, Sonny's unusual behavior suggests hidden motives." Xena nodded. According to headquarters' files, Sonny, who was ranked 12th among the Thirteen Aces, typically deployed his Bloom Seeds in remote villages. The limited knowledge and isolation would allow him to vanish before headquarters noticed. This was his first attack o
Surprised by Gerald's question, Felix laughed. "What's there to regret now? At that moment, there wasn't time to think about anything else. My mind was focused on one thing only." Gerald chuckled. "Now that's my disciple! We have our principles. We act when needed, but we don't spend all day playing savior. "Remember what I told you about the Dragons Destroyer technique?" Felix had memorized every word from Gerald as his mentor. "You said Dragons Destroyer is Dragonia's oldest and most unique martial art technique. Legend says only one person ever mastered it, and I would be next. Its uniqueness is beyond description." Gerald responded casually, "Good, you remember. Now, forge your own path. No matter what happens to you, you'll always be my disciple. Nothing and no one can change that." Feeling touched, Felix recalled something. "Oh, Mr. Hoffman. I didn't want to trouble you, but someone from the Elders' Council showed up. In my current state, I'm worried about whether I can
"Interesting. Let's see what happens when I refine this Dragonspine!" Felix muttered.Outside, Vivian maintained her guard silently after Felix jumped and disappeared below. Four hours passed before Felix jumped back up. "Change of plans. We're staying," he instructed.Vivian did not dare question it. Besides, she wanted to spend more time with Felix anyway. After leaving Yardley Dining, Felix called Larry. "Mr. Laird, I apologize, but plans have changed. I'll need your backyard for a month." Without his internal energy, Felix could only refine the Dragonspine for four hours before exhaustion set in. At that rate, it would take about a month. "Mr. Zeller, please, you're too polite! I've moved the graves, and no one uses the backyard. Take a year if you need it." After witnessing Felix's status, Larry was not foolish enough to miss this opportunity to build connections with someone so influential. "Thanks. I appreciate it." Just after hanging up, Luis called again. "Mr. Ze
The reason Edmond dared to question Felix at all was that he was holding onto that one sliver of arrogance—he assumed Felix had only cured Christopher by pure luck, just because it happened to fall under his area of expertise.Otherwise, would he have even dared speak up? Not a chance.Once the silk threads were tied and tension filled the air, Felix spoke calmly after only a short pause. "Her Grace has a mild seasonal chill. It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe her some herbal blends—she'll recover within five days. Or, if she prefers a quicker route, acupuncture will do the trick."The Green King blinked, clearly stunned by the response. "You mean you can heal her without medication?""That's right. No medicine necessary." At the same time, a soft, melodic voice floated from behind the curtain. Sydney Haye said, "My love, that sounds perfect. You know I hate taking medicine. Please, Dr. Zeller, come in and begin the treatment."...15 minutes later, Felix stepped back out in
Joaquin was on the edge of madness. He wanted nothing more than to kill Felix right there, but he didn't dare risk the entire Goldstein family just to satisfy that rage. Disobeying a royal summons meant immediate execution—there was no bluffing around it.After taking a deep breath, Joaquin forced himself to put on a smile. "Dr. Zeller, then tell me—what exactly do you need in order to head to the Green King Manor?"Felix had seen this kind of groveling far too many times before. "Gras is right outside your estate. Go talk to him. The sooner you two reach an agreement, the sooner I'll leave for the manor.""What? Gras is here?" Only now did Joaquin realize just how thoroughly he had been played. Everything had been a setup from the beginning, and he had walked straight into the trap.Time ticked by, and eventually, Gras strolled into the courtyard. He said, "Dr. Zeller, the talk went well. How's the view treating you so far?" From the smile on Gras's face, it was clear he hadn't
Not far away, Wagner silently prayed with all his might. "Come on, Felix, don't back down now. Keep acting like a hothead—because only then will you die."As for any retaliation from the Longstone family, he wasn't the least bit concerned. Things had already gone too far, and Joaquin clearly wasn't about to back down. He would definitely find a reason to escalate the fight, and if that weren't the case, Wagner wouldn't have dared tag along tonight.Maybe his prayer actually worked, because Felix shook his head. "Sorry, I came here just to cooperate with your investigation. Anything beyond that… I won't do."Just as Wagner thought Felix had sealed his fate, someone suddenly rushed in, holding something in his hand. "Mr. Goldstein! We've got trouble—Green King Manor just sent a royal summons!""What?" Joaquin's expression twisted as he snatched the letter. A summons from one of the nine Minor Kings was no small matter—when it was issued, compliance was mandatory. Ignoring it meant
In the past, no one dared provoke a family war so openly as it would've been a blatant slap in the Green King's face. But this time, the Goldsteins had the upper hand. After all, Justus was dead, and the Longstone family was a prime suspect. Hence, even if blood were shed, it could still be justified.Joaquin knew this well. He also understood that Gras would never give up Felix for the sake of the Longstones' reputation, so even forcing the standoff served his purpose.Just as the tension reached its peak and a battle was about to break out, Felix stepped forward on his own. "You're the head of the Goldsteins, right? I'll go with you."Joaquin narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected Felix to boldly step forward."Dr. Zeller, please step back," Gras said.Felix glanced at Gras and said, "Thank you for everything, sir. But the truth will speak for itself. Once the investigation is done, I'm sure they'll let me return."Gras stayed silent, but Joaquin chuckled coldly. "Return? Do you
Ginny was naturally present as well, and she spoke up at that moment. "Mr. Goldstein, no one wanted to see Justus die like that. But why did you bring your people to Longstone residence? Are you suggesting that his sudden death has something to do with us?"Joaquin's expression grew darker as he looked at her. He blamed Ginny for this, thinking that none of this would have happened if she had just agreed earlier. And now, they couldn't even determine the cause of death."No connection? That doctor from your household, Felix Zeller—he's the one responsible for Justus' death."Right then, someone spoke up from the crowd. "That's him! That's Felix Zeller!"Felix, who had been calmly sitting in a chair, finally saw Wagner standing among them. And in that moment, everything made sense."Wagner? You've gotten quite bold, huh?" Gras sneered.Wagner flinched at Gras's words, but remembering that he now had the Goldsteins backing him, he stiffened his spine and stood tall. "Cut the crap
In Cloud City, there were a few noble families. Nonetheless, behind the polite smiles, tensions surged. Infiltrating each other's estates with spies had practically become a tradition. While they rarely uncovered major secrets, the information they did gather always gave them a head start.So when the news broke, Gras didn't doubt it for a second. He jumped to his feet, furious. "This is outrageous! Their son dies, and somehow it's the Longstone family's fault?"Ryker looked just as puzzled, agreeing that the accusation made no sense.But Felix let out a quiet, weary sigh. "Mr. Longstone, I'm afraid this is probably my fault. I'm a doctor, and I've gotten a bit of attention lately. After they failed to determine the cause of Justus' death, and given our meeting earlier today, they likely saw an opportunity to drag your family into the mess." Gras's expression darkened, knowing that Felix wasn't wrong. After all, doctors could also be poisoners, and plenty of martial artists had fa
It was clear someone had said something to Justus. Otherwise, this situation wouldn't have escalated to this point.Felix said calmly, "It was a standard therapeutic massage technique, and I was blindfolded the entire time. Does that explanation satisfy you? Or would you rather find someone else capable of treating Ms. Longstone—I'll gladly step aside if you can."Justus sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "Cut the crap, Felix. Don't act like I don't know exactly what's going through your head. Ginny's the heiress of the Longstone residence—Gras's precious jewel. Everyone knows that marrying her is like securing the entire household. Don't tell me that thought never crossed your mind.""It didn't," Felix said simply.Unfortunately, that answer was never going to satisfy Justus. He snarled, "Listen up, boy! I'm giving you three days to get the hell out of the Longstone residence. If you don't, you won't even get the chance to regret it. Everyone else might be afraid of Gras—but I
As Wagner watched Justus explode in rage, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. With what he'd just uncovered, there was no need to exaggerate—it was already explosive enough on its own.After all, Justus' future fiancée was touched in that kind of intimate way by a young, healthy doctor. Any man with a spine would lose it."But Justus," Wagner added with a smirk. "Didn't Felix just get publicly praised by the Green King?"Cloud City wasn't that big. Anyone with any influence had been keeping close tabs on Green King Manor—especially with the mystery man who walked out of Desolated Lands involved. So, the news of Felix being rewarded had already spread far and wide.Justus clenched his jaw. "So what? It's just a flash in the pan. If he was truly skilled, the Green King would've kept him. But as long as he hasn't climbed into the Green King's inner circle, I can crush him whenever I want."Wagner's grin widened. That was exactly the attitude he needed. If Justus had shown
The moment the Flame Monarch mentioned the Healer Sage, the Green King's expression shifted noticeably. "So the Sage really was living out there in seclusion... No wonder. Flame Monarch, does this mean you've taken a liking to Felix?"But the Flame Monarch waved his hand dismissively. "There's no need for that."That response made the Green King secretly rejoice. If the Flame Monarch didn't intend to recruit Felix, then he understood why—and that was perfect. It meant the opportunity to take Felix under his own wing was wide open.The night passed quietly. Felix stood beside Christopher's bedside, noticing the man's breathing had grown steady and stable.At this point, the herb had run its course and was no longer effective. But what was left inside Christopher's soul—a strange, lingering force—was exactly what Felix had hoped for.Christopher was alive but completely unconscious. The remaining energy had no regenerative properties, which meant he'd likely never wake again. For Fe