Chapter 3

"You scoundrel!" David fumed as he shoved Damian aside and glared daggers at him.

If it weren't for the fact that saving Eli was more important, David would've taken the time to slap Damian a couple of times for being such a disrespectful person!

"I'm just saving his life," Damian protested, looking rather aggrieved.

Alas, the Spencers couldn't even be bothered to pay any attention to him.

David held Eli in his arms while Christine quickly fed him a fast-acting pill for his heart condition. After a short while, Eli's face finally regained some color.

"Dad, are you okay?" David asked concernedly after exhaling in relief.

"I'm fine. I just got a little too worked up," Eli said, breathing heavily. "I've had this for ages now. I know my body. Once Dr. Sutton gets here, he can prescribe something to help me with this."

However, Damian's expression grew serious. The slap he gave Eli just now should've been enough to keep Eli's condition steady for at least ten more minutes. But now that Eli had taken that medicine, he wouldn't be able to last even longer than one minute.

Just as he was about to speak, the sound of urgent knocking came from the door. Martha rushed to answer the door, and Joshua Sutton, an elderly man, hurried in anxiously.

"How's Mr. Spencer Senior?"

"Come take a look quickly, Dr. Sutton!" David exclaimed in relief. "Dad got too agitated and had an episode, but he seems a lot better now after we gave him one of those fast-acting pills for his heart."

However, the moment David finished speaking, Eli groaned in pain. His face turned ghostly pale again. He clutched his chest in agony as sweat began pouring down again.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

Both David and Christine cried out in alarm.

"Don't panic. Lay Mr. Spencer Senior down," Joshua swiftly instructed.

Without any delay, David laid Eli flat on the couch. Joshua closed his eyes and used two fingers to check Eli's pulse. After about 15 seconds, he opened up his medical bag and pulled out a pouch of silver needles.

"The emotional upheaval caused a reversal in Mr. Spencer Senior's blood flow, putting pressure on his heart. I'm afraid it'll take some effort to treat this."

Hearing this, David quickly said, "Please do what you can, Dr. Sutton!"

Joshua nodded and took out a silver needle. Eyes slightly narrowed, he quickly rubbed it between his fingers.

"He's spinning the needle? That means he learned his trade from Imperial Medics. Is he planning on using the Lethal Seven acupuncture technique?"

As Damian stood on the side, his gaze grew solemn as he observed everything. Eli had treated him so warmly just now. He wasn't going to stand by and let Eli die.

Joshua spun the needle until it whirled like a top. Just as he was about to insert it into Eli, a voice rang out, making him freeze, "If you insert that into Mr. Spencer Senior, his life will be in even more danger."

Scowling, David snapped, "What nonsense are you spouting? I haven't even settled the score with you for what you did earlier. Get lost! Stop causing trouble."

Christine was also clenching her jaw in anger. Wagging her finger at Damian, she shrieked, "Get out! Get out of here now!"

Meanwhile, Joshua's expression was contemptuous as he declared, "I've practiced medicine for 42 years and saved countless lives. No one has ever doubted my medical skills before.

"Don't chase him out, Ms. Spencer. I want him to witness how I'll save Mr. Spencer Senior's life. Only then will he know just how utterly ridiculous his earlier remarks were."

Christine dropped the matter, scoffing as she gave Damian a detestful glare.

Meanwhile, Joshua became focused again. He struck fast, inserting the first needle into Eli, followed by the second and the third. He inserted seven needles in one go before finally stopping.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked a little tired as he said, "Everything's fine with Mr. Spencer Senior now. He'll be fully recovered when he wakes up in about 30 minutes, at most."

David noticed that Eli had indeed fallen asleep, and his complexion looked much better. His anxious heart finally settled back in place.

"Thank you, Dr. Sutton. Here's one million dollars for your treatment fee. Please accept it," Christine said as she quickly held out a check.

Joshua reached out to take it when Damian's voice rang out again, "Don't give it to him, darling. This quack doctor didn't listen to me. Not only did he fail to treat Mr. Spencer Senior, but he also made his condition worse."

Christine's expression hardened as she quickly screeched, "Shut up! Do you even know what you're saying?"

Joshua was a renowned doctor in Cloudcove. In fact, he was famous all over the country, legendary for the lives he had saved. He wouldn't even have come if he and Eli hadn't been old friends.

Who would think that Damian would have the audacity to call Joshua a quack doctor?

Christine couldn't tell if Damian was just ignorant or dumb.

Joshua's expression was nasty as well. Eyeing Damian, he scoffed. "Young man, I was willing to forget about your earlier actions since you're young and foolish. I didn't expect you to question my skills again.

"Fine. So be it, then. Tell me what went wrong with my treatment. Allow this quack doctor to learn a thing or two!"

David was bursting with anger. After glaring balefully at Damian, he quickly said, "He's just an ignorant fool, Dr. Sutton. Please calm down. It's not worth angering yourself over him."

"No, I'm not angry," Joshua said with a stern expression. "I'm just refusing to allow anyone to question my medical skill!"

Stomping her foot in anger, Christine barked, "Damian! Hurry up and apologize to Dr. Sutton!"

However, Damian shook his head and stubbornly declared, "I wasn't wrong, darling, so I'm not apologizing. However, since this quack doctor says he wants to learn a thing or two, I can help him with that."

"Why, you!"

Christine nearly fainted from rage. Did Damian know what he was saying? To think he just said he'd help Joshua learn a thing or two! He must've lost his mind.

Joshua was shaking with anger now, too. Clenching his jaw, he declared, "Hah! Excellent. Go ahead, then!"

Brows creasing, Damian sighed and said, "How unlucky of Mr. Spencer Senior that he had a quack doctor like you treating him. He's bound to suffer.

"In just another minute, he's going to wake up in pain and start coughing up blood. Then, his airway is going to get blocked, cutting off oxygen to his brain and making him faint. Without timely intervention, his life will be in danger."

Joshua scoffed in outrage. "You sure know how to spin a convincing story. Too bad it's all nonsense!"

However, the moment he said that, a pained cry rang out.

Eli had abruptly regained consciousness, but he was groaning in pain and coughing up blood nonstop. Within moments, his breathing grew labored, and his eyeballs rolled backward. It looked like he was about to suffocate.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa! What's wrong?"

The panicked David turned to Joshua and asked, "W-What's going on, Dr. Sutton?"

Joshua's mind went blank. He looked just as stupefied.

"That's impossible! How could this be?"

Much to his disbelief, he realized that Eli's symptoms were exactly as Damian had predicted earlier!