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Richard explained hurriedly, âHereâs what happened: I was worried about Cecilia after the car accident, so I brought her home to take care of her.
âCecilia has shown no signs of waking up.
âThe doctors have examined her, and thereâs nothing wrong with her.
âAll her vital signs are normal, but she wonât wake up.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMaster Howard, youâre the only one who can save my daughter now. Please help me. Iâll pay you any amount of money!â
Every parent was admirable.
Richard was a real estate magnate, but he still treated his only daughter like any other parent would.
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Clarence consoled Richard as he stopped a taxi. âMr. Shelby, donât panic. Iâll come over to check her out.â
âOkay.â
Richard placed all his hopes on Clarence.
Half an hour later, Clarence arrived at Ceciliaâs villa.
There were three ambulances parked outside. As Clarence entered the villa, he felt a chill. It was as if he had stepped into an ice cellar.
Generally speaking, it was the summertime now. Even if the villa had turned on its air conditioning, there was no way it would be this cold.
Several doctors in white coats were talking to Richard in the villaâs hall.
âYou again?â
At the sight of Clarence, Greyson jumped up to his feet, looking gloomy.
Clarence had ruined things for him thrice at this point.
The first time was in Mediterranean City Champion Hospitalâs conference room. Clarence had ruined his commendation conference and caused him to lose the honor of the Innovator of the Year award.
The second time, he discovered that Peony was in suspended animation, and had almost gotten Greyson sued for medical negligence.
The third time was at a school where Jackson Hayesâ daughter had jumped off a building. Clarence had saved Ginny, who was supposed to have been dead, damaging Greysonâs reputation.
It had happened three times in a row, and Greyson hated Clarence to the core.
Even the hospital director was beginning to doubt Greysonâs abilities.
Richard asked in surprise, âDo you know Dr. White?â
âHaha, weâre more than acquaintances. He has left a strong impression on me.â Greyson put on a false smile. âClarence, what are you doing here? Is this a place for you to be in right now?â
Clarence had nothing against Greyson.
He gave Greyson a faint smile. âOf course. Iâm here to treat Cecilia.â
Greyson looked at Clarence coldly. âWeâve checked Ceciliaâs body. Thereâs nothing wrong with her.
âShe just canât wake up. We have state-of-the-art scientific equipment.
âWeâve even checked Ceciliaâs brain waves. Thereâs nothing unusual.
âWhat can you find out?
âAre you going to perform a ritual dance?â
Greysonâs voice was hostile and sarcastic.
Clarenceâs voice was calm. âJust because you canât find anything doesnât mean I canât. You have no skills, yet you donât allow others to be better than you?â
âAre you questioning our medical skills?
âYouâve gone too far, kid!â An elderly man with reading glasses jumped up to his feet and glared at Clarence.
Greyson said with a mocking smile, âProfessor Hughes, donât be upset.
âItâs just dumb luck. He happened to save a few people and is now pretending to be a miracle doctor.
His face darkened, and he looked at Clarence as he scolded him coldly, âClarence, do you know who Professor Hughes is? Professor Hughes is a distinguished specialist in surgery and general medicine in Mediterranean City. Even Beth Cityâs distinguished doctors call Professor Hughes âSirâ when they see him.
âDo you know how to respect your elders? How dare you speak to Professor Hughes in that tone?
âOne spit from everyone in the medical profession could drown you!â
âHmph!â Trevor Hughes snorted coldly and looked at Clarence indifferently. âNonsense. You know nothing.â
Clarence did not have a good impression of these âprofessorsâ and âspecialistsâ. They were just fooling others with their title when they did not actually have any skills.
They were probably not as good as barefoot doctors in the countryside.
âYouâre just bragging here, while you canât even cure the patient. Does it matter if youâre a professor?â Clarence sneered.
Trevor did not take much umbrage. He had encountered many people who were hard-nosed and incompetent like Clarence was in academic debates over the years. âI just havenât found out whatâs wrong with Ms. Shelby. Once I do, Iâll be able to work with a team of experts to cure the illness.
âUnlike you, whoâs just speaking nonsense here.
âIf you can cure diseases with just one mouth, how can there be so many incurable diseases in the world?â
Trevor looked haughty.
Clarence ignored the stubborn old man. âMr. Shelby, whereâs Cecilia?â
âIn the room.â Richard pointed to the room.
Clarence nodded. âIâll go take a look.â
âOkay.â Richard was about to lead the way.
Trevor stepped out and blocked in front of Richard. âMr. Shelby, are you sure you want him to take a look? What if Ms. Shelbyâs condition worsens because of him?
âMy team of experts will soon be able to determine the cause of Ms. Shelbyâs unconsciousness.
âIf you let this outsider intervene, Iâll pull out with my team of experts.â
âWell...â Richard opened his mouth. He was caught in a dilemma.
If Clarence could not cure Cecilia, he would have to rely on Trevorâs team.
Greyson stood in the distance, looking at Clarence with amusement.
âHow do you know I canât cure Cecilia?â Clarence looked at Trevor coldly.
Trevor laughed instantly. âNot to brag, but ninety-nine percent of the doctors in this world wouldnât even know what to do if even I were to be unable to cure it.
âMaybe someone can cure her.
âHowever, that someone wonât be you.â
Trevor shook his head confidently.
Clarence looked at Trevor indifferently. âWhat if I cure her?â
âCure her? Haha.â
Trevor almost laughed his head off. âSince youâre so confident, do you want to make a bet?â
âA bet?
âSure. What bet?â Clarence looked at Trevor.
Trevor looked haughty. âIf you canât save Ms. Shelby and wake her up, get your *ss to Mediterranean City Champion Hospital and kneel outside it for three days and three nights!
âIf I lose, Iâm at your disposal.â
âCount me in. If you lose, kneel for five days and five nights!â Greyson stepped out.
Given a chance like this, he was going to teach Clarence a lesson and show him who the boss really was.
âSure. If you lose, my Thirteen Hall is short-staffed.
âYouâre a little old, but you can fill the prescriptions.â Clarence nodded slightly.
âAs for you?â
Clarence glanced at Greyson. âYou can clean up, do some odd jobs, and serve the customers.
âYouâre so cocky!â
Trevor and Greyson almost jumped to their feet.
Trevor was a renowned medical professor locally and abroad, and he had taught around eight hundred to one thousand medical experts. His students were admitted to Beth Cityâs medical school every year, and now Clarence was asking him to fill prescriptions in a crappy clinic?
Greyson was an overseas returnee who had studied at several prestigious medical schools abroad, and Clarence was asking him to serve customers?
He had gone too far!
It was degrading!
Clarence tilted his head. âWhatâs the matter? Are you scared?â
âOkay! Okay! Okay!â
Trevor laughed out of anger. âIf you can save Ms. Shelby and wake her up today, so what if I fill prescriptions for you?
âIf you fail, I expect you to be on your knees outside Mediterranean City Champion Hospital for five days and five nights!â