As more and more people gathered in the hallway, Joseph and Cora's faces turned pale. They had never been in such a situation before. Out of nervousness, their palms became drenched with sweat.Timothy remained calm and composed. He pulled over a chair and sat down. Then, he smiled at them and said, "Mom, Dad, you sit down. If I say tell you everything will be alright, it will be as I said."Cora nervously bit her lip and glanced at Joseph. Joseph returned her gaze with a bitter smile and said, "Honey, since Tim is asking us not to worry, then there's nothing to be worried about.""But…" Cora still felt uneasy.This was Lomford City's largest hospital. It most probably had a powerful and influential backing or benefactor. As ordinary citizens, they didn't even dare raise their voices around the doctors here.Now, Timothy had caused such a big scene at such a prominent place. Cora was understandably both anxious and worried.She took in Timothy's calm demeanor and sat down with a
Timothy snorted coldly, "Don't give me that nonsense. If I hadn't acted, would you have even shown up? Now you're all talking nicely and asking for an explanation. I'm the one who should be getting a reasonable answer from you."Right now, it's just one department that's problematic. If you push me any further, I'll turn your whole hospital upside down.""You wouldn't dare!" Isabelle screamed back."Try me!" Timothy challenged.Neither was willing to back down. The air became thick with hostility as the tension between them arose. Timothy stood his ground and stared frostily at Isabelle.Isabelle shuddered reflexively. For a brief moment, she found Timothy's gaze terrifying. She had a fleeting thought of backing down and submitting to him to avoid conflict.Outside, the murmuring of the crowd grew louder. People started to point and whisper at the scenario unfolding before them. Isabelle blushed slightly and bit her lip hard. She pointed at Timothy furiously and said, "I know
The cocky man leading the group of police inspectors was Ivan Barton, who happened to be Isabelle's cousin. When Isabelle saw him arrive, she went over to him and complained, "You're finally here, Ivan. That guy over there is the troublemaker!"She then pointed at Timothy. Ivan frowned as he sized Timothy up for a moment before scoffing dismissively. "I thought he was someone important, but he's just a punk! Don't worry, Isabelle. I'll make sure to teach him a lesson!""Thank you, Ivan," Isabelle replied happily.With a wave of his hand, Ivan's group of inspectors immediately assumed an aggressive stance. Ivan sneered, "Hey, punk. Will you put on the cuffs and come with us quietly, or should we give you a beating first? You have a death wish, stirring up trouble here."With a smug smirk, Isabelle looked at Timothy and taunted, "Where's all your bravado now? Weren't you so tough just a moment ago? If you're so good at fighting, why don't you try taking on the police inspectors
Isabelle clenched her fists so tightly that her nails turned white. The once beautiful expression on her face was now full of resentment. She never would have imagined that Timothy would know the head of Ivan's precinct and that he would even address Timothy as "Mr. Yeager". She couldn't help but wonder who exactly Timothy was.The more arrogant she'd been earlier, the more humiliated she was now. Isabelle could feel her cheeks heat up. She was embarrassed as the onlookers in the hallway whispered and pointed at her, causing her face to alternate between different shades of pink and red.Timothy glanced at her indifferently and said, "Why aren't you speaking? When there's a problem, you solve it, not run from it. If you still don't admit your mistakes, don't blame me for making a scene in your hospital today."His tone was calm, steady, and firm. There was even a faint smile on his lips as if the words he spoke were nothing more than routine things that one did instinctively witho
Moreover, Marshall's attitude was quite decent. Timothy's mentor had mentioned before that the patriarch of the Barton family was somewhat eccentric and shrewd in handling affairs. Despite those quirks, he wasn't a bad person overall.Soon, Marshall arranged for another doctor to examine Tiana. As Timothy was about to accompany her and go into the examination room, Marshall smiled and said, "Mr. Yeager, may I invite you to my office for a chat?"Timothy contemplated for a few seconds and glanced at Marshall. "Sure.""That's great. This way please, Mr. Yeager." Marshall then turned his gaze toward Isabelle and ordered, "Come to my office too, Isabelle."Isabelle bit her lip. Her eyes were a little red as she shot Marshall an aggrieved look. She was upset but didn't dare to defy her grandfather, so she followed them reluctantly.They went to the top floor of the hospital, where the director's office was located at. Timothy sat on a luxurious leather couch while Isabelle sat next
A human anatomy model in the corner caught Timothy's eye. A meridian chart was pinned behind it. The model had numerous circles and dots on it with densely written notes. There were also several silver needles stuck into it. Timothy was surprised to see this. "Are you studying acupuncture, Mr. Barton Senior?"Marshall chuckled and replied, "Yes, I come from a long line of alternative medicine practitioners, so studying medicine runs in the family. Our ancestors were experts in ancient acupuncture techniques, but by this generation, those skills have become a thing of the past and are mostly forgotten. None of the younger members of my family know much about acupuncture anymore."Timothy squinted slightly and observed the silver needles stuck in the model. Then, he smiled faintly. "This is the Orphic Octo Technique, but it's incomplete. Only the first three needles are correct, and many of the meridian positions are wrong."Marshall's eyes widened, and his body jolted reflexively i
Isabelle's expression became wary. "What do you want to tell me?"The mischievous grin on Timothy's face caused a sense of apprehension to arise within her. She exclaimed, "Grandpa, you're not going to send me to this scoundrel's bed, are you?"She was on the verge of tears. To the outside world, she was a cool and unfriendly woman one could only dream of or pine after. But in front of Marshall, she was just a young lady who dared not go against his word.Marshall sighed, clearly exasperated. "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of person did you take me for?""Then, what do you want from me?" Isabelle asked, still wary.Marshall chuckled and said, "Well, Mr. Yeager and I had a small chat about that. You're going to serve as his personal maid for half a month.""What?" Isabelle screamed in outrage. She felt dizzy and almost passed out. Being Timothy's personal maid and taking care of him was worse than death—this was outright degradation!"No way! I won't do it! It's
Timothy smirked and said, "Didn't you ask me to demonstrate? I'll use you as a test subject.""In your dreams!" Isabelle retorted.Timothy shook his head and explained calmly, "You're suffering from an imbalance of the energy within your body. That's why you have dizziness and irregular periods. If I'm not mistaken, you haven't had your period in three months. You also frequently experience severe abdominal pain. "Sometimes your period doesn't come when it should, and in other times, you have unexpected spotting even when it isn't your menstrual cycle."Timothy paused and looked at Isabelle with a grin. "Am I wrong?"Isabelle was stunned. She stared at Timothy in disbelief and pointed a trembling finger at him. "How... How do you know that?"Timothy shrugged. Before Isabelle could respond, he stepped forward and moved behind her. With one swift movement, he lightly tapped two meridian points on her body. In an instant, Isabelle froze and became unable to move.She stared at Tim