Claire was queuing up outside of the clinic with the other patients. She was at the very end of the line,
currently talking to the woman next to herâ¦
âThe legendary Dr. Coney is really something. I had to ask quite a few friends to help me get an
appointment with him which I had to wait for another three months to happen.â
âYeah, I had to wait for more than three months too. Well I canât complain, no doctor is better than him!â
As she conversed, Claire felt someone approaching her and turned around. She frowned when she
realized it was Alex. âWhy are you here?â
Alex greeted her out of habit, âMum.â
Claire exploded with anger, âWhat do you mean Mum? Whoâs your Mum? Let me tell you something,
you useless piece of sh*t. My daughter will soon divorce you and weâre cutting clean! Stop trying to
crawl back to us! Heck, were you stalking me? You probably couldnât find a place to stay, right? Are you
going to beg me to take you back?â
Alex shook his head and said, âMaâam, donât you worry, I have a place to stay. Youâre in my way, so will
you please excuse me, maâam?â
âWhat did you call me?â Claire was triggered.
Mum and Maâam sounded slightly similar, but the meaning was one heck of a difference.
Claire was 46 years old at the time. But she had done her best to preserve her beauty and kept up with
all the fashion trends just to look like she was in her early 30s. Thus, being called âMaâamâ triggered her
tremendously.
Frustration welled up in her chest.
Suddenly, she noticed Chery walking behind Alex. Slightly startled, her expression changed as she
said out loud, âOh I see how it is! I was wondering why this trash could agree to get out of my house
without hesitation! So youâre living with this b*tch now, huh? And you were saying that you had nothing
to do with her. As if!
âLook at this woman. Sheâs such a plain Jane, unlike our darling Dorothy. Look at her clothes, they look
so cheap! Alex, I really have to say, your taste in women is as low as your life. What you have is just
another b*tch!â
âHave some respect, please.â Cherylâs expression was stern.
âTsk, youâre the one who ruined my daughterâs family. Youâre just a homewrecker, why should I respect
you?â
As she spoke, a hard slap hit Claireâs fair face. It turned out that the one who slapped her was the
woman she was cheerily talking to just a while ago.
Claire was stunned. She held her face with her palm and asked, âWhy did you slap me?â
The woman was furious, âWhy? You just called the legendary doctorâs granddaughter a b*tch! Dr.
Coney shouldnât even give you a check up, you hot-tempered wench! Who are you to yell at them
anyway? Just look at you, your daughter probably isnât any better as well. This young man is right to
get a divorce!â
The woman had seen Cheryl before, hence she knew her identity. She knew that she had to stand up
for Cheryl.
âWhat? She⦠sheâs the legendary doctorâs granddaughter?â Claireâs eyes widened in disbelief.
Cheryl brought Alex into the clinic, James had just finished checking up on a patient.
Cheryl smiled, âGrandpa, this is Alex.â
James looked up and stood with a smile. âI apologize, everyone. I have a guest to attend to so please
excuse us! Harold, please get everyoneâs details while Iâm gone. Iâll be back in a bit.â
A sharp patient immediately said, âDr. Coney, is this guy your grandson-in-law? No worries, doctor.
Please go ahead! Your grandson-in-law is paying you a visit after all, that must be important to you. We
donât mind waiting!â
Someone chimed in, âYeah, yeah! We donât mind coming back another day too.â
Claire stood by the door and looked extremely upset upon hearing those words.
The legendary doctor, James Coney, was well known in California. His status was much higher than
the Assexesâs; everyone knew who he was. Even the politicians in California treated him with the
utmost respect. He was a VIP in the whole country. If Alex were to become his grandson-in-law, that
would elevate his status greatly as well.
How could she ever accept that?
Alex, James, and Coney then walked past her and entered another room in the back.
Alex didnât even glance in her direction, as if she was merely thin air.
Alex had no idea as to why James was looking for him. He even noticed that James was a little too
modest towards him.
Was he really trying to get him to be his grandson-in-law?
Just then, Cheryl decided to speak up and explain that her grandfather wanted to know if the Thirteen
Acupunctures of Hell was real. She continued, âGrandpa, Alex has absolutely no knowledge or
experience in the medical field. He said so himself, that was just something he found online. You donât
have to stress about this acupuncture thing this much. This was most likely something fictional;
something from a novel or TV show!â
She then turned to Alex. âAlex, just look up the site and show it to Grandpa so we can get this over
with.â
In her point of view, Brittanyâs miracle wasnât because of Alex, it was because Brittany had a strong will
to live and was able to wake herself up.
James replied, âCherry, the Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell isnât fictional, itâs absolutely real. Our
ancestors used to use this acupuncture method, but some of it got lost as it was handed down over
generations. As of now, I only have nine of the acupuncture points. The other four are missing. This
mystical acupuncture method would only work best with all points. The effect wouldnât be as great if itâs
incomplete, let alone four! Thatâs why Iâve never taught you this.â
James then turned to Alex. âYoung man, Iâm just very curious. Thatâs why I asked to see you today.â
Alex took a glance at Cheryl and nodded at James. âYes, I did use the Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell.
Itâs the real deal. Iâm sorry that I lied to you yesterday, Dr. Coney.â
Cheryl spoke up, âThereâs no way. I mean, where did you even learn that acupuncture method? You
didnât even attend medical school! Or did you manually learn traditional medicine? All you did was read
a few books. What, did it just pop out of nowhere?â
Alex thought to himself, âWell youâre right about that, it did pop out of nowhere.â
Just then, hurried heavy footsteps could be heard from the outside. Someone shouted, âDr. Coney, Dr.
Coney! Help! Please help my daughter!â