Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Clarence followed Master Williams into Humanity Hall.
Leanne was continuously shaking Thompson, who was sitting in a chair.
Thompsonâs eyes were closed. His breathing and his heart had stopped.
âDad! Dad!
âWake up! Donât scare me!â
With tears streaming down her face, Leanne frantically pinched Thompsonâs philtrum.
However, it did not work. Thompsonâs basic five senses were gone. He was basically a dead man.
Leanne turned around and yelled at Belle and Melody, âQuacks! Youâre a bunch of quacks! My father was fine, yet youâve managed to kill him!â
âLady, thatâs too harsh. Your fatherâs old, so itâs about time. What do you mean weâre the ones who killed him?â Belle frowned.
Quite a few of the patients in the clinic looked over.
Had the clinic killed someone?
They could not admit to something like that. It would be bad for their reputation.
âBesides, we told you before the treatment that there were risks, yet you agreed to it. Now, youâre blaming us.â Belle curled her lips and looked around. âEveryone saw! The old gentleman looked terrible when he entered Humanity Hall!
âI told this lady about the disclaimer agreement, too!
âNow youâre blaming the clinic when the patient has died because of his illness?
âYou want money, donât you? We can compensate you with three hundred thousand dollars at best!â
âThree hundred thousand?â Leanne opened her mouth wide.
She felt like she was dreaming. Was her fatherâs life only worth three hundred thousand?
Her father was the patriarch of the Wright family in Mediterranean City.
He had assets worth tens of billions of dollars!
Now that he had died, Belle was saying she could compensate Leanne three hundred thousand?
âWhatâs the matter? Did you stop yammering because you now know you can get three hundred thousand? I knew it. You just want money!â Belle shook her head in amusement as if she had seen right through it all. âIâve seen many people like you.â
More and more patients were watching the scene.
Melody quickly said, âAlright, you can see that this patient is just asking for money.
âShe knew that her father was not going to hold on much longer, so she brought him to Humanity Hall to blackmail us!â
âHumanity Hall is benevolent and willing to pay her three hundred thousand!â
The patients around them were pleased.
âI see!â
âHumanity Hallâs so kind!â
âOh! That girl seems like a cultured person, too. Why is her character so terrible?â
âSheâs still thinking about making a final profit while her father is dying. She brought him to Humanity Hall... just to get three hundred thousand for her fatherâs life!â
âTsk tsk. Itâs just human nature. She gave up her elderly fatherâs life for money!â
A group of unwitting patients discussed the situation at hand.
Leanne snarled with a ghastly pale face, âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â
âLady, are we wrong?â Belle seemed amused.
âYou...â
Leanne shuddered with anger. âJust wait and see. Iâll have this clinic torn down!â
Belle laughed unconcernedly, âLady, maybe you donât know, but Murphy Property Development Group owns Humanity Hall!
âThe Murphy family has over two billion in assets and has a lot of connections in Mediterranean City.
âDo you think you can tear down this clinic as you wish?â
âEveryone, did you see that? Sheâs threatening us after she failed to blackmail us,â Melody exaggerated.
Leanne was so furious that she was about to lose her mind.
She regretted not bringing her bodyguard out today, or she would have had someone to rip into Belle and Melodyâs mouths.
âMurphy Property Development Group, Iâll keep that in mind. Just wait and see! My nameâs not Leanne Wright if I donât destroy the Murphy family!â
Leanne said coldly.
Belle and Melodyâs faces were full of disdain.
âYo!â
âWhy does it matter?â
âWright?â
âDo you think youâre from the Wright family, one of the top three families in Mediterranean City, and you can ruin the Murphy family with just one word?â
Belle crossed her arms with an indifferent attitude.
Melody looked at Leanne casually. âBelle, do you think one of our competitors sent her here?â
âItâs possible!â Belle nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, Clarence pushed his way through the crowd. âExcuse me!â
Master Williams was following behind him. Together, they walked over to Thompson.
Clarence looked over and saw that though Thompson was lifeless and his heart had stopped, he was not deadâhe was in medical suspended animation.
He just had to figure out why Thompson was in suspended animation so he could wake Thompson up.
âClarence, what are you doing here? Are these people your shills?â Belle frowned and looked at Clarence unhappily.
âWhat happened?â Clarence asked Master Williams, ignoring Belle.
Master Williams sounded helpless. âMaster Howard, I donât know what happened either!
âI asked the man to sit down after he came in. I was going to feel his pulse, but this happened when I was doing so...â
âThis happened all of a sudden?â Clarence was a little surprised.
Belle nodded with a sneer. âIt did happen all of a sudden.
âWe didnât do anything to him! We just asked Master Williams to feel his pulse. He didnât even prescribe him any medicine, insert a silver needle into him, or anything like that.
âCan you blame our clinic when he has just died all of a sudden?â
What Belle had said was true.
Thompson had just entered Humanity Hall, and they had done nothing but take his pulse and ask him questions, which was the standard procedure.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Thompson was dead without having been prescribed any medicine!
Anybody would think that Thompson and Leanne were giving Humanity Hall trouble on purpose.
âAre you sure you didnât do anything?
âDid he eat anything?
âDid he drink anything?â Clarence frowned.
âWell...â
Master Williams looked back at Belle and Melody. He had no idea what these two might have done.
Melody said casually, âI made him a cup of almond tea when he came in.â
âAlmond tea?â
Clarenceâs heart fluttered.
âThere! There it is.â
Melody pointed to the porcelain cup next to Thompson.
Clarence walked over, picked up the porcelain cup to look at it, and smelled the tea. It smelled like almonds.
âFound the culprit.â Clarence nodded.
Leanneâs eyes were red as she said coldly, âDid someone poison the tea?â
âThe tea isnât poisonous.â Clarence shook his head.
Leanne roared, âWhat does this have to do with the tea, then?â
Clarence said slowly, âAlmonds can reduce inflammation, relieve cough, relieve asthma, smooth the bowels, and relieve constipation, but when taken with certain things, they produce toxins.â
âWhat do you mean? Just say it already!â Leanne looked at Clarence coldly.
âHas your father been taking traditional medicine recently, with herbs like kudzu root and milkvetch roots in it?â asked Clarence.
Leanne was surprised. âHow did you know?â
Master Williams smacked his head as if it had just dawned on him. âMaster Howard, I got it! Almond tea will produce toxins with kudzu root and milkvetch roots, so it poisoned and killed this person?â
âEven if thatâs true, itâs not the clinicâs fault! Almond tea has no poison!â Belle absolved herself of responsibility.
Leanne roared, âHow would you otherwise have killed my dad if you hadnât given my dad almond tea?â
âWho said your fatherâs dead?â Clarence shook his head.