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After consulting a dozen or so patients, Clarence gave the necklace with a cross a glance.
Sure enough, he found a burst of green light in the necklace with a cross.
Clarence thought, âI knew it. I can increase the green light in the necklace with a cross by saving people.â
The green light could be stored for even greater purposesâsave the dying or those whose soul had left the body.
Suddenly, a group of men in uniform rushed into Clarenceâs clinic. A middle-aged man, who was leading them, shouted, âTake photographic evidence and seal all this stuff up.â
âDetain the patients as witnesses.â
âArrest anyone who dares to resist!â
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The clicking sound of digital cameras rang.
More than two dozen men in uniform randomly covered Clarenceâs clinic with seals.
Whether the medicine cabinet, counter, or door, they were all covered with seals.
âWhoâs the owner of this clinic?â
Clarence stepped out. âI am.â
âThe FDA has received a public report that your clinic is operating without a license and has even killed someone. Pack up your things and come with us.â The middle-aged man in uniform stared coldly at Clarence.
Clarence turned to the counter and took out a business license from the cupboard. âWho says Iâm operating without a license? Isnât this the license?â
Jackson took care of everything when he gave Clarence the clinic.
He even used his connections to get Clarence a business license.
Therefore, Clarenceâs clinic was a formal one.
He would not operate without a license either.
The middle-aged man in uniform walked over and took Clarenceâs business license without looking at it. He ripped it in half and threw it on the floor.
âThis business license is fake. We now not only suspect that you operate without a license but also forged a business license. Youâve committed multiple crimes!â
âCome with me. Explain it at the office.â The middle-aged man in uniform looked like he had Clarence by the short hairs.
Clarence figured it out now. They were here to pick a fight.
Several patients could not stand it.
âWhat kind of law enforcement is that? You said his business license was fake without even looking at it.â
âYeah, we think youâre the one whoâs fake.â
âYou say youâre with the FDA. Do you have any proof?â
Slap...
A middle-aged man in uniform rushed forward, grabbed two men, and slapped them several times.
âHow dare you slap others?â
Slap slap slap...
The middle-aged man in uniform slapped several times again, looking menacing. âYou hooligans. Iâll have someone arrest you if you dare talk nonsense again.â
Trevor was a little mad and stepped out from behind the counter. âHow do you do things? How can you do this to ordinary citizens?â
âWho are you, old geezer? Who are you to tell me what to do?â
âDonât think you can do whatever you want just because youâre old. One more word of crap, and Iâll beat you up!â
Trevor proudly replies, âTrevor Hughes.â
The middle-aged man in uniform looked indifferent.
Trevor replied proudly, âIâm Trevor Hughes.â
He was prominent in the countryâs medical field. Almost everyone knew him.
Among other things, the head of Mediterranean Cityâs Food and Drug Administration was once his student.
Trevor thought the man before him would know him if he was from the Food and Drug Administration.
âWhat Trevor Hughes or Trevor Holmes? F*ck you.â
âDonât give me that look. What the hell!â
The middle-aged man gave a push, and Trevor sat down on the ground with a yelp.
âProfessor Hughes! Youâre a bully. How dare you hit Professor Hughes?â Greyson shouted and rushed to help Trevor.
The middle-aged man in uniform kicked Greyson in the back, leaving a large footprint on his body.
âBully? So what if Iâm a bully?â
âIâll take you both with me for resisting inspection violently.â
âYouâll suffer once youâre there.â
The middle-aged man in uniform sneered and kicked Greyson hard again.
He would charge these guys for selling fake drugs and practicing medicine without a license.
It was up to them to decide how long they were going to be sentenced to prison.
âYou... Youâve gone too far. Whatâs your name? Dare you tell me your name?â Trevor lay on the ground, clutching his waist.
The middle-aged man in uniform looked arrogant. âWhatâs my name? Haha. My name is Dennis Hooper. Report me if you dare!â
Dennis dared to say his name because he was not afraid of being reported.
He had a lot of connections in the Food and Drug Administration. Several of his uncles worked in the Food and Drug Administration. âDoes this old geezer want to report me? Dream on.â
Even if they did report him, Dennis could guarantee the report would disappear halfway.
âJust wait and see.â
Trembling with anger, Trevor pulled out his phone to make a call.
With a look of amusement on his face, Dennis stood with his arms crossed. âGo on! Believe it or not. Iâll put you in jail till kingdom come if you donât report me today.â
âHurry and report me!â
âWhat are you dawdling about for? Havenât you made the call?â
âDid you skip your meal, you old dog?â
Trembling with anger, Trevor dialed the phone. âHello, River. Where are you?â
River, the head of the Food and Drug Administration, was in a meeting and answered Trevorâs phone call.
âProfessor, Iâm in a meeting. What can I do for you?â River dare not neglect him.
The old professor was known far and wide in the country. He was a leading figure in the medical field. He needed to rely on the professorâs connections in Beth City if he wanted a promotion.
Trevor roared, âYour professorâs getting beat to death.â
âWhat? Professor, whatâs going on?â
River suddenly got up. Everyone in the meeting room looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
Trevor was furious. âYour men from the FDA came to Thirteen Hall today and indiscriminately wanted to seal it up.â
âI only spoke up and was beaten up by a guy named Dennis Hooper.â
âSince when does the FDA have people like this?â
âDo you still want to go to Beth City if word gets out? Itâs even a problem whether you can keep your place as the head of the FDA.â
River was instantly drenched with sweat. âProfessor, donât worry. Iâll be right over.â
After hanging up, River threw his phone away angrily and yelled at the people in the conference room, âWho the f*ck is Dennis Hooper?â
He did not even know Dennis. There were thousands of people in the Food and Drug Administration. Who knew who Dennis was? River had never even heard of the name.
If he lost his job over this bullshit Dennis... He was so mad he wanted to kill.
A department manager stepped forward cautiously. âHeâs my nephew.â
âYour nephew? Are you f*cking blind? How dare you hire him to work for the FDA!â
âIf anything happens to my professor, youâll be laid off!â
âWho knows where Thirteen Hall is? Show me the way!â River was ??swift and decisive. He was the first to rush out of the office.
The people in the Food and Drug Administration looked dumbfounded.
âWhat on earth happened? Boss is so mad.â