Chapter 91 - I Can Cure Old Master Wright

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Clarence shuddered to a halt.

There was a flicker of triumph in Miranda’s eyes. It looked like Clarence was afraid of leaving the Murphy family after all.

However, Clarence said slowly, “It doesn’t matter if I can’t return to the Murphy family house.”

With that said, Clarence strode off!

Boom…

A thunderbolt struck, and the sky suddenly began to rain cats and dogs, almost seeming to represent the mistreatment Clarence had just suffered.

“Clarence, you can’t leave.

“Come back here!

“Are you going to see Cecilia?” Miranda screamed as she stood at the hotel door.

She wanted to go out and chase Clarence to get to the bottom of things.

However, the sudden downpour made Miranda stop. She did not want to get wet, so she simply watched Clarence walk away in the rain.

Disheartened, Clarence went back to Thirteen Hall to see people renovating inside. “Who are you?”

“You must be Mr. Howard. Ms. Cecilia asked us to renovate the place.” A middle-aged man quickly came forward, with a kind smile on his face and the unique simplicity that rural workers possessed.

“Cecilia?”

A hint of warmth flashed across Clarence’s disappointed heart.

Soaking wet, Clarence took a bath and called Cecilia to thank her.

“Thank you, Cecilia.”

“Oh! There’s nothing to thank me for. We’re not strangers, right?”

Cecilia smiled as she shook her head. “Enough of that. Come with me to the Wright family house later. I’ll pick you up at Thirteen Hall.”

“The Wright family house? What’s going on with the Wright family?” Clarence asked casually.

Cecilia explained helplessly, “Wasn’t there a sudden downpour?

“Old Master Wright got caught in the rain and fell into a coma half an hour later.”

“It’s serious. Many of the doctors who came to Mediterranean City for the famous doctor consultation three days from now are on their way to the Wright family house as we speak.

“Wonder Group is under the Wright family. It’s impossible not to visit when Old Master is in trouble.

“You promised Leanne that you would treat the Old Master, so you should also come, no matter what!

“Even if you can’t help much, at least make one trip to the Wright family house so people won’t have a chance to criticize you.”

Clarence was a little surprised. He had just seen Thompson in the morning, and Thompson had fallen sick in the afternoon?

He had told Thompson this morning not to touch anything cold or raw.

Being caught in the rain was worse than eating anything raw and cold.

If not, the Wright family would not have held the famous doctor consultation three days from now.

Things were not looking good for Thompson.

Half an hour later, Cecilia drove up to Thirteen Hall in the pouring rain.

Without saying much, Clarence got in the car.

At about five o ‘clock in the evening, the rain stopped, and the pair arrived outside the Wright family house.

As soon as he got out of the car, he heard a surprised voice. “Clarence, is that you?”

Clarence looked back and saw Yosef, Shirley, and Samuel.

Shirley’s face was grim. “What are you doing here?”

“Are you going to put on a show at the Wright family house?”

She still remembered what had just happened at the hotel.

Shirley had been slapped several times by Tiger, and her cheeks still burned.

She blamed Clarence for all of it.

Clarence said lightly, “Of course I’m here to treat Old Master Wright.”

“Pfft…”

Shirley chuckled, almost laughing her teeth off. “Who do you think you are? Treating Old Master Wright?

“Who are you to do that?

“All a loser like you does is brag and hire people to put on a show. You don’t know what’s best for you!

“This is the Wright family house. Do you think it’s a place anyone can come to?”

Clarence frowned at Shirley’s taunt.

Cecilia said coldly, “Who are you? Who are you to say that about Clarence?”

“Who are we? We’re famous doctors from Beth City’s Humanity Hall!” Shirley looked proud. “Only the Wanda family can cure Old Master Wright.”

Samuel looked at Clarence as if he were looking at an idiot. “Shirley, why are you talking to him?”

“He’s a crook, and you’re wasting your life talking to him!”

“You’re right.”

Shirley nodded, not bothering to look at Clarence again.

After another ten minutes, dozens of people arrived. There were hundreds of traditional and modern doctors there.

There were even Middle Eastern foreigners there.

It seemed that the Wright family had invested a lot of money into this. Otherwise, there would not have been so many people present.

Leanne stepped out of the courtyard, her eyes red. “Everyone, my dad’s inside. Go in one by one.

“Whoever cures my father can ask for money or power!”

“Don’t worry. We’ll do our best.”

“Old Master will be alright.”

“Hurry up and let us see!”

Everyone spoke at once.

Led by Leanne, Clarence and a group of other doctors entered the courtyard inside.

Inside the rustic courtyard, the Wright family had built a huge and modern sanatorium.

It was furthered with all modern equipment.

Through the transparent glass wall, the crowd could see Thompson lying under a ventilator.

Thompson was pale, breathing using a ventilator, and in dire condition.

Clarence focused and looked at Thompson with his x-ray vision.

The ‘vital energy’ in Thompson’s body flickered like a kerosene lamp in the gales, ready to go out at any moment.

The ‘vital energy’ in the lungs and liver had gone out.

He probably would have had no cure if they only used modern medical techniques on it!

Only by using Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture and the necklace with a cross would Thompson have a chance of survival.

“Let me have a look first!”

Suddenly, a white-haired old man of about 70 years old spoke up, taking the lead in entering the sanatorium.

With everyone watching, after checking for a few minutes, the old man shook his head and walked out with a sigh.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Wright. There’s nothing I can do. Old Master Wright’s…” The old man did not finish his sentence.

“Next.”

With red eyes, Leanne let out a low cry and interrupted the old man.

The old man withdrew awkwardly.

“I’ll try.”

A Middle Eastern foreigner led his team into the sanatorium, carrying several scientific instruments.

Ten minutes later, he also walked out. “I’m sorry, beautiful lady. You can prepare the funeral. Your father…”

“Shut up! Next!”

Anger exploded in Leanne’s eyes.

“Oh!”

The foreign doctor sighed and quietly stepped aside, not yet leaving.

Several more entered the sanatorium.

Shirley was a little worried and lowered her voice. “Dad, are we not going in?”

“What if someone cures Old Master Wright…”

Yosef stood there, looking as if the odds were in his favor. “Don’t worry. Only we can cure Old Master Wright.”

“Let them check first. The more helpless they get…

“The more thankful the Wright family will be when we finally cure Old Master Wright!”

Sure enough, none of the dozens of doctors were able to cure Old Master Wright. They just asked the Wright family to prepare for his funeral.

Leanne’s heart sank again and again, almost to complete despair.

Yosef thought the time was now right. With his hands on his back, he walked into the center of the crowd, looking like a wise man.. “I can cure Old Master Wright.”