Dr. Beirne continued his chant while persistently spouting a stream of medical jargon, as if giving a lecture on the complexities of comatology, leaving the two people beside him unsure of what to ask next, only knowing that it all sounded quite academic and convoluted.In truth, he wanted to say: Your boss is in excellent health, probably even healthier than you. There’s no need for any emergency care.Just moments ago, he had checked Memphis’s pupils and found his reflexes sharper than those of an average person. After running a few basic vital sign tests, like heart rate and blood pressure, it was clear that the commander was in perfect condition—healthier than even a professional athlete.This realization had scared him. But having dealt with Memphis numerous times, engaging in shady activities together and exchanging favors, he quickly understood what the commander wanted. So he played along, enthusiastically participating in the charade of emergency care, while leaving the decis

After dealing with his personal issues, Memphis comfortably lay back on the bed, crossing his legs and casually saying:"Dr. Beirne, you did well."This doctor certainly had a talent for deception.In fact, what Memphis didn’t know was that every doctor knew how to deceive people. A good doctor would lie to patients about the severity of their illness, encouraging them to overcome difficulties and instilling hope for recovery. A bad doctor would trick people into buying all sorts of medications for profit.Hearing Memphis’s praise, Dr. Beirne quickly gave a forced smile and said:"Leader, I was just going with the flow..."He had to admit, though, that Memphis’s acting skills were impressive. If he weren’t a doctor with expertise in his field, with knowledge of the body’s natural responses, even he would have been fooled.Memphis smiled thoughtfully and asked:"You have two children, a son and a daughter, right?"Dr. Beirne bowed his head and carefully replied:"Yes…"Memphis casually