Winston Zeller was the head doctor in Michigan Premier Hospital and was also an honorary professor
at
Michigan Medical University. In all of his forty years of being a doctor, he had seen all sorts of patients,
but he had never seen one as strange
as the patient in front of him now. He watched as the man gulped down mouthfuls of soil that Abel had
dug
from downstairs. The young man ate the soil with gusto as though it was a luxury meal. âDoes he have
a mental disorder?â
âOr does he have pica?â
Abelâs face twisted ugly, and he looked at Winston and asked, âWhat do you think of my sonâs
condition?â Winston shook his head apologetically and said, âThis is the first time Iâve seen a case like
this. How long has
this condition been going on?â Abel explained the entire matter, but of course, leaving out information
related to everyoneâs identity. In order
to conceal that they were Missouriâs Coleman family, he and Jerome had worn masks to hide their
faces. As
for Tristan, he was covered with filth all over his face and hair.
He was filthy, and he smelled terrible. With
him in this state, probably even his mother wouldnât have recognized him. By the time Abel was done
with his explanation, Tristan had finished eating the soil. When he was aware
again, he immediately started to vomit. Winston took note that when Tristan was awake and aware of
himself, he had a deep hatred for the fact that he
had eaten mud and was greatly suffering from it.
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, âThe situation of this patient is very rare,
everyone. I suggest doing a CT scan of his brain to see if we can find anything.â The one thing the
Colemans did not lack was money. Hundreds of thousands of dollars were forked out, and
the hospital staff immediately placed them on priority and took special care of them. Not even twenty
minutes later, the results were out. There was nothing wrong with his brain, and he was in
good physical condition too⦠Since Tristan was an Earth Expert level warrior, his physical fitness was
much
better than an average person.
There was only one problem, and that was that his stomach was filled with mud
and it needed to be flushed out. No one would have imagined that halfway through the gastric lavageâ¦
Ding!
An hour had reached. Tristan started howling loudly, thrashing, and pushing the doctors and nurses
away violently. He crashed
through the glass window, jumping down from the third floor, and coincidentally landed right in a
flowerbed. The people who were walking around the area were shocked, thinking that someone had
fallen from the
building. Then, they saw a young man, his back arched as he kneeled forward in the soil, feasting on it
like a
wild beast.
Everyone was stunned. Roar! âWhoever it was that had the audacity to harm my son, I want his body
torn to pieces!â
Boom!
Abel slammed his fist through the wall beside him, blasting a hole through it. The entire hospital was
rocked
from the impact. ***
Elsewhere, Alex had rushed back to California. However, he had also received a call from Xyla, her
voice gentle and kind as usual, with a soft accent as she
spoke, âAlex, I really have fallen for you, you know? Did you know that my third brother scolded me?
Youâve dug a real deep pit for me, saying that Zendaya stole your things, and I really believed you. In
the end,
it was you who had stolen her heart, as well as her body. Tell me, arenât you a big liar?â
It was obviously a question, but coming from Xyla, it sounded more like she was coquettish with him.
âAunt, youâve misunderstood. I didnât steal her body,â Alex replied. âIâm not blind, and I saw everything.â
Recalling the scene and thinking about how she had thought she would
go blind from it, her heart had panicked, and so did her body. âAunt, thatâs really not right. You should
forget about it, or you wonât be able to find a boyfriend in the
future.â
âWhy?â
âYouâll think that the others are too small.â
ââ¦â
Xyla was stunned for a long while before finally understanding what Alex meant by âsmallâ. âBah! Youâre
a rascal!â she hissed. The scene that she had stumbled upon flashed through her mind unwittingly
again, and she couldnât help but
be surprised, secretly thinking that it was impossible, right? But then she quickly realized that she had
been
dragged down again, and she hurriedly changed the topic.
âTristan Coleman suddenly has a strange disorder,
that he has to eat mud every now and then. You⦠Do you know anything about this?â
âEat mud? What the heck? I donât know! â Alex didnât intend to admit it, and his feelings about the entire
matter were too turbulent after all.
If he were to admit it, he probably wouldnât have any more friends. âBut, I heard something else. Tristan
is going to marry Zendaya because of her Yin energy through her Red Pill, and
sheâs an excellent furnace.â