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âCan you cure him?â
The light in Leanneâs eyes came back. âAre you sure you can cure him?
âIf you can cure my dad, the Wright family will say yes to whatever you want!â
Thompson was the backbone of the Wright Consortium, and his death would be devastating to the Wright Consortium, as he had yet to hand it over to his descendants.
Company shares would plunge, business dealings would be affected, and a company worth tens of billions would be at risk of collapsing overnight.
The Wright family would no longer have the glory it once had!
âOf course.â
Yosef smiled proudly with a sense of wisdom.
Leanne was awestruck. âWho are you, sir?â
Shirley crossed her arms and looked proud. âMy fatherâs the chief physician of Beth Cityâs Humanity Hall. Countless dignitaries in Beth City are my fatherâs patients.â
âHmm, so youâre Humanity Hallâs physicians.â Leanne felt a pang in her heart.
âHumanity Hall?
âIsnât that clinic I took my dad to this morning? Humanity Hall?
âWhat does Beth Cityâs Humanity Hall have to do with Mediterranean Cityâs Humanity Hall?â
Yosef said lightly, âItâs just a name. Letâs hurry up and cure Old Master Wright.â
âYes, please!â
Leanne tossed everything out of her mind.
She did not care where they were from, as long as they could cure her father.
Yosef, his son, and his daughter entered the sanatorium and started giving Thompson a proper examination.
They inserted needles into him and checked his mouth.
They also turned Thompson over, disregarding the patientâs condition.
There were several times Leanne tried to speak but stopped. She wished they would be gentler.
However, the thought that these doctors might be able to cure Thompson kept her from speaking up.
Yosef pierced three needles into Thompsonâs middle bullet acupoint, hundred ghost acupoint, and center acupoint.
Clarence shouted, âThatâs enough. Are you trying to torture the patient to death?â
All the doctors watching outside the sanatorium turned around and looked at Clarence in surprise.
That was when Leanne noticed Clarence.
Shirley exploded right away. âClarence, what the hell are you talking about?
âItâs Humanity Hallâs life-saving miracle needle!
âOut of the entire Humanity Hall staff, only my dad knows how to use it. What do you mean heâll torture the patient to death?
âCanât you see how much Old Master Wrightâs complexion has improved?â
Everyone looked at Thompson. Sure enough, Thompsonâs face had changed from a deathly pale to a slighter redder tone.
His eyelids moved, and he cried, âLeanne...â
âDad...â
Leanne instantly felt emotional and burst into tears when she heard his voice.
Clarence frowned. âThatâs not a life-saving miracle needle. Itâs a life-taking needle!â
Clarenceâs X-ray vision had revealed that after Yosef inserted the three needles, the two vital energies on Thompsonâs body, representing life, had been extinguished.
Once all the human bodyâs vital energy was extinguished, he would be dead.
Yosef had extinguished two vital energies with three needles. What was it, if not a life-taking needle?
âNonsense!â
Yosef shouted coldly. âWhat do you know?â
âThirteen years ago, Beth Cityâs Old Master Winston was suffering from an illness, and the hospital announced that he had only one month left to live. It was my life-saving miracle needle that gave Old Master Winston another year, so that the Winston family could be properly handed over to the next generation and killings were avoided!
âNine years ago, Port Islandâs Old Master Lawrence had terminal cancer, with only a month and a half to live. It was my life-saving miracle needle that extended Old Master Lawrenceâs life by half a year!
âSeven years ago, the patriarch of West River Provinceâs Goldman family had lung disease and could only live for six months at most. It was also my life-saving miracle needle that extended his life by one and a half years!
âFive years ago, Southwestâs Ziegler family...
âThree years ago, Terrace Provinceâs Sullivan family...
âA year ago, Gold Cityâs Campbell family...
Yosef walked toward Clarence with a striking momentum, one step at a time, as he cited his impressive record.
By the time he said his final word, Clarence was already directly opposite him. âHow dare a little boy like you, who is my brother-in-lawâs loser son-in-law, question me?â
Clarence believed those accomplishments were true.
Yosef could not make up lies that involved rich and powerful families. Anyone could just look it up to find out the truth.
However, were those people actually going to die?
Clarence sneered, âYou only talk about your accomplishments and extending their lives. Why wonât you talk about the pain these people suffered?
âIf Iâm not mistaken, these patients did not die after you cured them!
âHowever, it must have been painful to stay alive!â
Yosefâs expression changed, and he roared, âGood boy! You have a sharp tongue.
âYou want to live, but do not want to suffer. How could there be such a good thing?â
Clarence said bluntly, âYouâre not saving lives; youâre burning lives to buy time!â
Shirley retorted, âDo you believe what this loser says?
âIâm not afraid to tell you that heâs Clarence Howard, and heâs the Murphy familyâs loser son-in-law.
âHe has been an orphan since he was a child and did not even graduate junior high.
âHeâs uncultured, uneducated, and knows nothing about medicine!
âAfter joining the Murphy family, instead of being grateful, he kept on giving trouble to the Murphy family!
âNow, heâs come to the Wright family house to stop my dad from treating Old Master Wright!
âClarence, what on earth are you trying to do?â
Everyone there exploded as they heard that.
âWhat? He didnât even graduate from junior high?â
âDoes such a man know about medicine?â
âWhat the hell? I thought he had some good ideas, but it turns out heâs just the Murphy familyâs loser son-in-law!â
âIâve heard of this loser son-in-law. It seems that heâs been married for three years, yet has never even entered his wifeâs room.â
There was a lot of excitement among the doctors in the courtyard.
Leanneâs expression was livid, and she roared, âThatâs enough!â
Everyone shut up.
âMs. Wright, your father...â Clarence started to speak.
Leanne glared at Clarence. âClarence, shut up!
âDonât worry about my dadâs illness!
âOne more word from you, and youâre getting the f*ck out of the Wright familyâs home!â
With that said, Leanne looked at Yosef respectfully. âMaster Wanda, please continue to treat my father. Iâll be grateful if you can extend my fatherâs life.â
It was so unlike the way she treated Clarence.
âHaha, curing diseases and saving lives is my vocation.â
Yosef glanced coldly at Clarence and turned around to return to the sanatorium.
He continued to insert needles into Thompsonâs body. The vital energies in Thompsonâs body extinguished again.
However, Thompsonâs complexion did redden to the public eye.
Clarence knew it was the end of his life, and Thompson was just going through terminal lucidity.
âShirley, give him the life-extension pill!â Yosef said casually.
âYes, Dad.â
Shirley did not hesitate to thrust a pill the size of a pigeon egg into Thompsonâs mouth.
Within ten seconds of Thompson taking the life-extension pill, he began to shake violently. His face instantly went from rosy back to pale. His body heated up, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar.
âIt hurts so much...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHow painful! Ahh...
âLeanne, kill me! Have someone kill me...
âAhhâ¦â
With a final scream from Thompson, there was soon silence.
Clarence saw another vital energy of Thompsonâs extinguishing.
From the first seven vital energies, there were only the vital energies between the eyebrows and on the shoulders left now.
âDad...â
Leanne was shocked.
Yosefâs forehead was covered with cold sweat. âHow did this happen? Thereâs no reason for this to happen!â