Chapter 88
The longer he failed to answer, the more he panicked.
The more he panicked, the more flustered he became.
And the more flustered he became, the harder it was to maintain his carefully constructed facade of a wise and transcendent master.
“Serena, even other medical experts might not be able to answer those questions on the spot! Besides… you can’t just dismiss Mr. Doyle’s abilities because you’ve read a few medical books!” Isabella, seeing the miracle doctor she had brought being cornered by Serena, felt her own reputation was on the line.
She had to defend Marcus Doyle. “Remembering all those old texts is useless compared to real-world experience p>
“He can’t even answer the most basic questions from the classics, yet he has the nerve to call himself a miracle doctor?” Serena scoffed, lifting her gaze to look mockingly at Isabella. “The Lancaster family invested so much in your upbringing, yet you lack even the basic ability to tell right from wrong. So easily swayed by others p>
She let out another derisive laugh, her eyes returning to Marcus Doyle. “The art of healing has never relied on just talk. You don’t even understand the simplest principles of pharmacology, yet you parade around under the banner of traditional medicine, swindling people. For a doctor, integrity comes first. Forgetting that… will bring its own consequences p>
Her voice was cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. Her exquisitely beautiful face was striking in the sunlight, almost dazzlingly so.
But her expression remained so cold that it was impossible to read.
The sharp aura she exuded shattered Marcus Doyle’s psychological defenses, one by one.
His legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud, his face ashen. “I… I p>
Nothing more needed to be said.
Marcus Doyle’s current state made everything clear.
Isabella’s face instantly turned deathly pale. A chill ran through her, as if her blood had frozen solid.
She never could have imagined p>
The miracle doctor she had spent so much money to hire was… a total fraud!
His claims that there was hope for her grandfather’s legs were all lies p>
She… she had been scammed?
And she had just been lectured in front of her entire family by some girl from the middle of nowhere?
She swayed on her feet, nearly collapsing to the ground just as Marcus Doyle had.
Serena paid her no mind, picking up a silver needle that had been re-soaked in her specially formulated oil.
“We’re about to begin. All non-essential personnel, please leave p>
Without a single glance at Isabella, her eyes focused on Old Mr. Lancaster, “Grandpa, concentrate I’m going to begin the treatment now.”.
Old Mr. Lancaster’s body tensed, and he shivered slightly.
He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes. “Do it p>
Just as the atmosphere grew tense and Old Mr. Lancaster was holding his breath almost to his limit p>
A servant hurried over. “Sir, ma’am… there’s a… a visitor outside p>
Edward frowned. “Didn’t I say no visitors today? No one is to disturb Father’s treatment. Alfred, send them away p>
“N-no The servant’s expression
let
was one of such excitement that he stammered. “The guest said ke is Master Langford from the Global Medical Association
The Medical Association?
“Mr. Langford p>
Everyone in the pavilion gasped, staring at the servant in shock.
Master Langford, the president of the Global Medical Association, a true living legend! The absolute authority in his field. He was
someone even the wealthiest net
families couldn’t hope to get an appointment with, no matter how much money they offered!