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âFreddy, what are you doing here?â Roger looked at the young man in a suit who had just walked into the place with curiosity. âArenât you studying in the United Kingdom? Why have you suddenly come back? And why are you in this clinic now?â
Fred Sanders laughed and said, âMr. Reed, I came back this time because a millionaire from Maple Country named Mr. Lawson is sick. Thus, I had to return from the United Kingdom.
âDr. Lorenz is the best doctor I could find in the United Kingdom. They have the most advanced technology and the best medical personnel over there. I had planned to treat Mr. Lawson first, but I heard my family say that your legs had been hurt in a fight with a rival last month, so youâre in a wheelchair now.
âSince Iâm here in Mediterranean City and I have Dr. Lorenz with me, I decided to bring him here to take a look at you.â
Fred smiled brightly as he introduced the Caucasian man beside him.
Dr. Lorenz looked like he was in his forties, and he was about 6 feet and 1 inch tall. He was wearing a black suit, and he had a small smile on his face.
âHello.â
He greeted Roger in a peculiar accent.
Roger nodded to acknowledge him.
Kate smirked. âFred, not a lot of people in Mediterranean City know about my fatherâs legs. How did you find out? Do you have spies in the Martial Arts Association of Mediterranean City?â
âKatie, what are you talking about?â Roger scolded sternly.
âHmph!â
Kate huffed. âItâs the truth.â
She averted her gaze to look at Peony. âAlso, who are you, madam? Who are you to say that Dr. Howard doesnât know medicine? Was he faking it when he saved me this morning?â
Peony lifted her head high and said in amusement, âWho am I? I was his mother-in-law! The person in front of you is Clarence Howard, and he grew up in an orphanage. He is practically illiterate, and he didnât even graduate from junior high.
âThree years ago, he saved my husbandâs father. I still donât know what was wrong with the old master back then when he asked my youngest daughter to marry Clarence.
âFor the last three years, this good-for-nothing piece of trash has just been leeching off the Murphys. Do you think I wouldnât know if he knows medicine or not?
âHeâs never learned medicine before and even if he has, I think heâs learned everything off TV shows. Are you sure you want someone like that treating you?â
âMom, stop talking.â Miranda grabbed the hem of Peonyâs shirt.
Peony slapped Mirandaâs arm away. âMiranda, you two are already divorced, so why are you still siding with him? If someone like this dares to practice medicine in front of our Humanity Hall, we have to expose him.
âIf he accidentally kills someone, we might get dragged into it. Isnât that right, Mr. Sanders?â Peony looked at Fred with a grin.
Anyone like Fred was an ideal wealthy son-in-law to Peony.
As for Clarence, he was uncultured and had no background, so how would he be able to make her daughter happy?
She had heard the news about Williamâs passing that morning, and that afternoon, she began looking for a more suitable candidate to be her new son-in-law. She had brought Miranda to pick up Fred from Mediterranean City Airport. She wanted to treat Fred to a meal in the afternoon, using it as an opportunity to introduce her daughter to him.
Coincidentally, Fred had been about to meet Roger and the gang. However, Rogerâs people told Fred that Roger had gone to Thirteen Hall early in the morning.
Thus, Peony seized the opportunity to volunteer herself to take Fred and the gang to Thirteen Hall, which was the catalyst for the previous scene taking place.
Fred smiled but did not answer.
Kate looked at Clarence in disbelief. âDr. Howard, is she telling the truth?â
Clarence nodded nonchalantly. âSheâs about right.â
Kateâs expression grew ugly.
âHehe, little girl, did you hear me? If I donât expose him, you wouldâve been fooled again.â Peony looked at Kate, basking in sadistic delight.
Clarence did not want to explain himself, because he knew no matter what he said, Peony would definitely find a way to slander him.
It would be best to just shut up.
Clarence was not obligated to treat Roger. Since Fred had brought a doctor back from overseas, Clarence no longer needed to go through all the trouble of providing treatment.
Miranda stood at the back of the crowd. Her gaze was directed at Clarence, and it betrayed the mixed emotions she was feeling. âWhy isnât Clarence explaining himself?â
The others might not have believed him, but she believed that Clarence knew medicine. His treatment had allowed for the scar on her leg to almost completely recover.
His skills were way better than the skills of professionals.
âKatie, itâs fine. Thankfully, Fred is here. If not, we wouldâve gotten fooled by him.â Bill walked over to Kate to comfort her.
Kate felt horrible. She argued, âNo, I was hurt severely by Dom and I ran to Clarenceâs clinic. My meridians were all broken and I had more than a hundred bone fractures. Those were all the wounds I was suffering from, yet Clarence healed me. I donât believe that he doesnât know medicine.â
Kate looked at Clarence. âExplain. Explain to them!â
Clarence shrugged. âThereâs nothing to explain. They wonât believe me even if I explain myself.â
Clarence laughed in self-mockery. âBack then, I tried to explain myself so many times, but in the end, no one believed me. I donât want to explain myself anymore.â
When Miranda heard this, her body trembled.
Was it because she had never believed Clarence back then, so he did not want to explain now?
Peony pressed her lips together. âExplain? Tch tch, what is there to explain, anyway?â
Fred smiled and took a step forward. He held Rogerâs wheelchair and said, âMr. Reed, letâs go back. Iâll ask Dr. Lorenz to take a look at you. After he finds out whatâs wrong, just trust him and his team. They will definitely be able to help you stand again.â
âOkay. Youâre too kind.â Roger nodded slightly.
Fred pushed the wheelchair out of Thirteen Hall, walking away as well.
Clarence seemed to be talking to himself as he said, âThe meridian of the knee joint is blocked, so his lower body is numb and weak. He canât feel any pain either. Every night around 10 oâclock, your thighs begin to feel very painful, like theyâre being gnawed on by ants. Itâs absolute torture for you.
âA week ago, you started to become incontinent. However, because you wanted to preserve your dignity, you didnât tell anyone. If Iâve predicted correctly, youâve also started to lose control over your hands. This is a sign that the peripheral nerves of your bone marrow are going through necrosis.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âModern medicine wonât be able to save you. You will be completely paralyzed in three months, and thatâs the most generous estimate. Do cherish your final moments.â
When Roger heard what Clarence had said, his face darkened. âNonsense! Absolute rubbish! Letâs go!â
Roger and the gang walked out of Thirteen Hall. Kate was also reluctantly dragged out by her brother.
Peony looked at Clarence with disdain. âYou rascal, you only know how to scare people. Do you think heâll believe you?â
Peony forcefully dragged Miranda away. As they left, she silently cursed to herself.
After everyone had left, Master Williams walked over with an angry expression on his face. âMaster Howard, they were spewing nonsense, so why didnât you explain yourself? That Kate woman was almost dead, yet you brought her back to life. How can those people not believe you? They even doubt your skills!â Master Williams stomped his feet in anger.
Clarence smiled faintly, looking like a wise man. âItâs fine.. Theyâll come back.â