Benjamin arrived at WellCare Hospital on time in a cheap sedan car owned by one of his attendants.
After getting the room number occupied by Mr. Morgan, Benjamin took his suitcase of medical equipment and went straight there.Opening the room door, Benjamin was immediately greeted by Valerie."Benjamin, you finally came."Looking Valerie up and down, Benjamin was stunned.Just like what the people said, Valerie's beauty already beat the angels in the ninth heaven.The girl's skin was as white as milk and as smooth as porcelain. Even mosquitoes would slip if they tried to land on her skin.Her curves were exquisite, like an ancient flower vase molded by a master.Her fingers were slender, long, and supple. Her eyes were ethereal and menacing at the same time. And, her lips would make anyone curious to taste them."Ben?""Oh."Valerie's call managed to wake Benjamin up from his reverie."I can totally help your grandpa get better," Benjamin said, holding up his suitcase. "But first, I gotta check out how he's doing. You know, gotta see what we're dealing with."Valerie raised an eyebrow, looking a bit puzzled. "How exactly are you planning to do that? I mean, even the doctors here are kinda stumped. You don't have any medical training, and my grandpa's condition is pretty serious. Are you sure you can really help him?"Benjamin shrugged casually. "Can't make any promises, but I'll give it my best shot. Step one: gotta get a handle on just how bad your grandpa's situation is."Valerie, not holding onto much hope, sighed, "Well, we've tried just about everything else. Sure, come on in."Entering the patient's room, Benjamin could see Johan and Susan, Valerie's parents, who also looked very anxious and scared.Over by the window, on the other side of the room, an old man, Mr. Morgan, lay there looking pretty frail.A tension hung in the air, accentuated by the sporadic hum of some life-support gadget in the background.Benjamin let out a long sigh. With just a glimpse of him, he already knew that any hospital technology would not be able to keep him alive any longer.Even with all the money in the world, Valerie wouldn't find anyone who could pull off a miracle for her grandpa.That doctor asking for a whopping $70 million as a last-ditch effort? That's straight-up uncivilized extortion!"How'd it go, Ben? Can you manage to save him?" Valerie asked, tears welling up in her eyes.Susan spoke up after her daughter, "Benjamin, we're running out of options to save my father-in-law. The doctors want $70 million for a last-ditch effort, but we only have $50 million. If you can just get him out of the critical zone, I'll give you our entire fortune."Benjamin did not understand what made Mr. Morgan so loved by his family that they were willing to give up their entire fortune just to make him wake up from his coma.This was contrary to the cases Benjamin had often heard of, where children always wished for and even planned the death of their parents for the sake of inheritance.The Morgan family was not small in this town. They owned a successful furniture business with thousands of exports overseas every day. So, the inheritance that Mr. Morgan would leave behind was not small."I'll give it my all," Benjamin assured, popping open his medical case. "Could you all step back a bit? I need a safe zone, about two meters away from the patient's bed."Johan and Susan weren't exactly sure what Benjamin had up his sleeve, but they figured, why not give every shot a go? They took a couple of steps back, giving the young man some room to do his thing.Valerie had always been skeptical about spiritual healing methods, even though she gave Benjamin the green light to try everything for her grandfather. As soon as she saw him pull out acupuncture needles and a cupping bowl, her forehead crinkled in immediate doubt.Unable to resist, Valerie asked, "Are you going old school with traditional medicine, Benjamin?"Benjamin nodded, still completely focused on his gear. "To pull Mr. Morgan back from the brink, this is the best shot I've got. Once he stabilizes, I'll whip up some concoctions to tackle that stroke until it's totally kicked to the curb.""Cure a stroke completely?" Valerie's common sense kicked in, refusing to buy into it. In this day and age, with all the fancy tech, nobody could completely cure a stroke. The best they could do was rehab the patient to minimize the damage.It's like entrusting the emergency landing of an airplane to a newborn baby.It doesn't make sense.However, Benjamin looked at her with sincerity and said, "All you gotta do is trust me. But, if you don't, I can pack up and head home right now."That response got Valerie a bit panicky. She quickly reassured, "No offense, Ben. I believe you, I really do."After that, Valerie walked a few steps back to give Benjamin more space. Benjamin nodded his head and started walking towards Mr. Morgan with seven acupuncture needles in his hand.Benjamin began placing the seven needles on specific points of Mr. Morgan's body. These points had tissues directly linked to the blocked blood vessels in the brain.However, just as Benjamin was about to position one of his acupoint needles near Mr. Morgan's neck, the room's door swung open all of a sudden."Whoa, what's going on?! Knock it off!"Benjamin turned around and found two young doctors walking into the room in a hurry and panic."What in the world are you trying to do, kill a patient?!" snapped one of the doctors.Benjamin shrugged nonchalantly and replied, "Why would I want to off a patient in front of his family? Your words don't add up. I'm here to help cure the patient.""Cure the patient? Have you lost your mind?" The doctor seemed far from pleased, scoffing, "I, James Glenn, have never heard that traditional medicine can cure a stroke!""Well, Mr. Glenn, you can stick around and witness it for yourself, or kindly make your exit and let me work in peace," Benjamin remained unfazed."Watch your language! You're dealing with the most famous and talented doctor in all of Regal Hill. I've saved the lives of many important folks, and they owe me big. They'll do whatever I say. Behave disrespectfully again, and I'll have them ruin your life!"Benjamin cracked a sad smile. "Didn't expect the heir to the mighty Glenn family would need to call in favors to throw a tantrum. Guess that's how spoiled brats survive!""You!" James Glenn clenched his teeth until they chattered. "Aren't you afraid of my threats?"Benjamin shrugged, saying, "Honestly, not at all. You're just spouting nonsense, so how could I be afraid? Unless, of course, you can summon a bouncer to throw me out of here."James looked at Benjamin hatefully, but he realized that even with the entire network at his disposal, it was still not enough to allow him to beat Benjamin up in this hospital.James hadn't really saved many important people in Regal Hill and made them indebted to him. He mostly did routine medical check-ups and got paid.Moreover, he didn't possess any miraculous abilities that could save someone from a critical condition.Even as the best doctor in Regal Hill, James Glenn was not well respected by the important people here. Only the lowlifes believed in all his nonsense."Young stranger, you're such a bastard!"When she heard those words from James Glenn's mouth, Valerie's face turned ugly."Sorry, Dr. Glenn, this
Outside the patient room, Valerie chimed in, "Ben, I never got the opportunity to say thank-"Before Valerie could finish her sentence, Benjamin already interrupted, "There is something more important than a thanks word, Valerie."The girl cleared her throat a few times and promptly inquired, "Alright, expressing my thanks is a bit too straightforward. Is there anything else you're looking for or need?""You've got it wrong," Benjamin shook his head. "I've got something more important things to share with you. Your grandfather's condition hasn't fully turned around. Currently, I can only offer initial support. He'll hang on for at least five days, but I'm skeptical about it lasting any longer," Benjamin conveyed.Valerie's face paled. All the joy she had just experienced seemed to evaporate into thin air."Benjamin, I'm begging you, please, extend my grandfather's time!" Valerie sank back, her shoulders trembling as she began to sob. "Five days is too short. Give us at least two weeks
"Me?" Benjamin's face twisted into a cynical expression. "Why point fingers at me? You didn't have some history with your manager here? Weren't you intentionally aiming for his face when the chance came knocking?"James could not stand the insult, so he unceremoniously threw another punch towards Benjamin's face."You fool, never seem to learn from your mistakes!" Benjamin snorted as he adjusted Victor's body once more."Hey, hey, stupid James! Stop your- "BAM!Another fist landed on Victor's face. The bridge of his nose was instantly broken and blood gushed out like a faucet.Victor spits fresh blood from his mouth. Now he was staring at James with rage."You moron! Are you looking for payback?!" Victor roared. "If that's what you want, let's take this outside and settle it like men!"James' hands trembled once more. "Mr. Kane, I swear I didn't mean to! It was this jerk who forced me to hit you in the face."Victor then shifted his gaze towards Benjamin, and instantly he felt a bit
Benjamin said something else, "What if I help you with the cooking?""You cook?" Valerie shook her head in concern. "You're my guest here; I can't trouble you to prepare your own food."Benjamin laughed. "No problem. I've been accustomed to cooking for myself everydays for five years. It would feel very strange if I break out of my old habits."Valerie let out a long sigh as she looked at Benjamin with sympathy. "Ben, you've been through a tough time with your ex-wife. Well, in that case, I'll let you handle the cooking."Heading to the kitchen, Benjamin didn't imply that he had developed an addiction to cooking. He simply wanted to see if Valerie could cook for him, in reality.Benjamin also planned to intentionally make some mistakes during the cooking. He wanted to see if Valerie could correct him properly or not.Currently, he was chopping the onions without cutting the roots."Hey, Ben, what are you doing?" Valerie hurriedly stepped in. "You should remove the roots first before c
This kind of news is very unrealistic.Valerie chuckled, remarking, "Charles, it's a bit late for a joke. We're knee-deep in financial trouble; who'd be throwing contract offers our way? I'm not buying into 20 million dollars, not even 10 million.""But, I'm dead serious!" Charles interjected in a hurried tone. "You won't believe it until you see it in the company email. Please, hurry!"As Charles continued to insist, Valerie felt that something was off.She shifted to a more serious tone in her response, "Fine, I'll check the company email right now. But if this turns out to be some kind of game, I won't be cutting you any slack." Turning off the phone, Valerie promptly opened the company email inbox on her cell phone.Examining an attached document from a company named "Platinum Estate," her hands and entire body started trembling uncontrollably."What the hell... is this really 20 million dollars?!"Her hands kept trembling until Valerie inadvertently dropped her phone, yet she se
In the afternoon of the next day, Valerie knocked on Benjamin's bedroom door repeatedly, calling his name."Ben, are you in there?"Benjamin hurriedly informed Joshua over the phone, "Valerie's calling, gotta run. You remember everything I told you earlier, right?"On the other end, Joshua nodded. "Absolutely, Young Master. I've got it all in mind.""Good, I'm counting on you. See you at the restaurant in a bit, Josh!""See you, Young Master."Hanging up the phone, Benjamin got up and immediately opened the door to the room.An angel stood right in front of him with a radiant smile. Benjamin felt numbed by that beauty."Ben, I want you to try on some of these clothes for our event tonight. Not sure if they'll fit, though."Saying that, Valerie handed him a casual suit, chinos, and a white shirt. Benjamin was a bit surprised. "Where'd you get these? Did all these clothes come from your ex?"Valerie shook her head and promptly replied, "Nope, for your information, I never had a boyfrien
Bluesky Restaurant is among the most luxurious spots in Regal Hill. The entire middle-class dreams of dining here, but it's a privilege reserved for the upper class.Imagine, just to secure a moderately sized table on the first floor, one would have to shell out up to 500,000 dollars.While to dine on the top floor, the price is 1 million dollars.Even Valerie, hailing from one of the most respected families in Regal Hill, has only dined on the second floor of Bluesky Restaurant once, back when her family business was at its peak.However, now Valerie and Benjamin are headed for the third floor. They booked the priciest spot because, well, the Platinum Estate messenger is picking up the tab.There are only five rooms on the third floor, and all of them are private and soundproof.Bluesky Restaurant truly understood that the main customers who booked the third floor were businessmen who needed privacy in their conversations.A charming young waitress welcomed Valerie and Benjamin, "Hel
Joshua gave a nod before shaking Valerie and Benjamin's hands in a professional manner. "Good afternoon, Miss Morgan. I'm pleased to see you made it here on time."He offered a slight smile as he cast a questioning glance at Benjamin.He inquired, "If I may ask, Miss Morgan, who is the gentleman accompanying you?"Valerie promptly introduced, "Mr. Wilson, this is my longtime friend, Benjamin Frost. He's here to keep me company; I tend to get a bit nervous in certain meetings for no apparent reason. I hope you don't mind his presence.""Of course." Joshua nodded. "Not a problem at all."Meanwhile, Benjamin only smiled slightly. In his mind, he praised Joshua's acting skills he looked perfect.After they all sat on their respective benches, Joshua immediately took out some files from his suitcase.He stated, "I don't believe there's much to discuss in this meeting. Our company's managing director is fully convinced about partnering with your company, so he won't have additional inquirie
Benjamin remained silent, unmoved to say a single word to Sienna, who was gazing at him with hopeful eyes. The odd look Benjamin gave her made Sienna freeze, unable to hide her confusion behind her gaze.Suddenly, Lebron appeared behind Ariana, bursting into laughter upon hearing Sienna's words. Lebron’s laughter filled the room, indicating that he was entertained by Sienna’s remarks. However, his laughter quickly turned into an expression of disgust as he looked at Sienna with disbelief."Ugh, you... rude and disrespectful, and even worse, you're overconfident," said Lebron with a tone full of disgust. His piercing gaze reflected his disapproval of Sienna’s attitude, which he found both disrespectful and overly confident.Lebron, with undeniable doubt, questioned Sienna's ability to lead the company. To him, Sienna’s experience as an idol was insufficient to prove that she had the necessary qualifications in the business world. Lebron dismissed Sienna’s profession as an idol, deeming
Sharp-eyed Jack's gaze pierced towards Sienna, his eyes betraying the complex swirl of emotions in his heart. A sharp pang of jealousy and disappointment churned within him, their intensity threatening to breach the calm facade he struggled to maintain. Despite his efforts to appear composed, the tumultuous waves of emotion inside him were difficult to conceal.His gaze lingered on Sienna, grappling with conflicting feelings—prickling jealousy at her unwitting praise of Benjamin, disappointment in himself for feeling this way, and a deep-seated concern for their mission's integrity. Jack's jaw clenched slightly, his knuckles whitening as he fought to regain control over his turbulent emotions.A flicker of vulnerability flashed across Jack's features before he steadied himself, forcing a neutral expression. He took a deliberate breath, trying to channel his focus back to the task at hand despite the emotional storm raging within him.Jack took a deep breath, his chest rising and falli
Seinna stood frozen, her gaze locked onto Benjamin's face from an unexpectedly close distance. Her hazel eyes, still wide with the remnants of surprise and relief, now scrutinized his features with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.Benjamin's face, though not conventionally handsome in the classical sense, exuded a commanding presence that seized Seinna's attention. His square jawline conveyed determination, while his piercing eyes held a depth that hinted at a complex inner world. His brows, furrowed slightly in concern, added a hint of intensity to his otherwise composed demeanor.What struck Seinna most was Benjamin's charisma—an intangible quality that radiated from him effortlessly. It was in the confident set of his shoulders, the firm yet gentle grip of his hand that had steadied her moments ago, and the unwavering focus in his gaze. There was something magnetic about him, a magnetism that transcended mere physical appearance and drew her in.As she stood there, caught in th
The executives broke down completely, their cries filling the room with an overwhelming wave of despair and anguish. Each tear seemed to carry the weight of their vivid imaginations, conjuring images of harsh landscapes, relentless tasks, and isolation that stretched into eternity. The thought of facing such trials in the remote wilderness gripped them with a visceral fear, their minds racing with the uncertainties and hardships that lay ahead.Meanwhile, Benjamin remained stoic and unyielding, his expression a mask of unflinching resolve. His gaze bore into the executives with a steely intensity, devoid of any hint of mercy or compassion. They had stained his company with their actions, and now faced the full weight of his judgment.The room seemed to shrink under the weight of Benjamin's unwavering stare, the air thick with tension and the palpable sense of impending consequences. Each second stretched, the silence punctuated only by the faint echoes of the executives' despairing so
In the tense hush that gripped the room, Mr. Chen maintained a steadfast silence, his lips pressed together in a resolute refusal to speak. Benjamin's patience wore thin with each passing moment, the atmosphere in the room heavy with unspoken tension and the weight of unresolved issues. Every second felt fragile, like delicate tissue paper under the pressure of unanswered questions and the gravity of the situation at hand.Turning towards Lebron, Benjamin's gaze held a silent plea for resolution. His eyes, usually steady and composed, now betrayed a hint of urgency and determination. In that shared glance, there was an unspoken understanding—an acknowledgment of the need to navigate the complexities before them with clarity and decisiveness.Lebron, attuned to Benjamin's unspoken signals, stepped forward with quiet determination. His presence filled the room, a calming yet assertive force amid the mounting tension.With a nod in response to Benjamin's signal, Lebron confidently withd
Benjamin's sharp stare fixed on Lebron, conveying a silent yet commanding message through his eyes. It was a wordless directive, a signal for the young man standing before him to step aside and allow Benjamin to take charge of the unfolding situation.Lebron quickly understood Benjamin's message conveyed through his eyes. Without hesitation, Lebron stepped forward, approaching Mr. Chen who still knelt in front of Benjamin.With a decisive motion, Lebron forcefully grabbed Mr. Chen's arm, pulling him away from Benjamin's feet. Though Mr. Chen's body struggled to remain rigid, for Lebron, the action posed no difficulty. With controlled strength, Lebron managed to release Mr. Chen's grip and guided him back to his original position.Other company executives witnessing the scene were frozen in fear. The electric sensation emanating from Lebron's actions kept them rooted in place, their faces pale with unspoken dread. The room became tense and filled with unease, creating a palpably charge
In front of the heavy, imposing room door, Lebron's serious countenance remained unchanged as he methodically turned the handle, revealing no hint of emotion. His actions spoke of a deep-seated resolve and a meticulous approach to the impending confrontation within. Benjamin, positioned just behind Lebron, mirrored his colleague's stoic demeanor, his face a study of calm determination as he prepared himself mentally for what lay ahead. The silence that enveloped them seemed to amplify the significance of the moment, each second stretching out as they stood poised on the threshold of a critical juncture in the fate of Treasure Village.Lebron, his hand reaching eagerly for the door handle, conveyed a sense of anticipation that reverberated in the charged atmosphere around them. With a determined grip, he attempted to turn the handle, only to find it frustratingly unyielding—the door remained firmly locked, thwarting their immediate entry. This unexpected obstacle momentarily halted the
Upon arriving, Benjamin's eyes quickly caught sight of Lebron standing at the entrance, his figure silhouetted against the fading light of dusk. He parked his car with a sense of urgency and purpose, the engine's hum fading into the background as he stepped out onto the pavement. Lebron, ever watchful, turned towards Benjamin as he approached, a faint expression of concern mixed with readiness marking his features.Lebron stood with a vigilant demeanor, his gaze unwavering as Benjamin approached. His brow was slightly furrowed, betraying a mix of concern and readiness for whatever awaited them. Dressed in a crisp, dark suit that accentuated his stature, Lebron exuded a sense of professionalism and preparedness. His attire was immaculate, complemented by a subtle hint of a tie peeking from beneath his jacket, suggesting attention to detail and readiness for the occasion.As Benjamin drew nearer, Lebron's expression softened marginally, a gesture of acknowledgment tinged with the weigh
Without a moment's hesitation, Benjamin swiftly retrieved his phone once more, his fingers moving with purposeful speed. Recognizing the gravity of the situation, he navigated through his contacts, meticulously scrolling until he found Lebron's name. With a sense of urgency weighing heavily on his mind, he composed a message, carefully choosing each word to convey the importance of the impending conversation. Finally satisfied with his words, Benjamin pressed send, dispatching the message into the digital ether, knowing that the next steps would be crucial in unraveling the mysteries surrounding Treasure Village.[Lebron, you must come with me to Treasure Village right now. I'll wait for you there!]After sending the message, Benjamin waited anxiously, his heart pounding with anticipation for Lebron's response. The seconds stretched into minutes, each moment intensifying the already tense atmosphere that surrounded him. The soft glow of his phone illuminated his face in the dimly lit