Carson's calm demeanor made the young Doctor even angrier. Especially Carson's last explanation to the grandmother. That made her upset. Especially now that Carson wants to leave there as if ignoring him. That made the young Doctor even angrier.He stepped forward, holding Carson's steps. "You're so arrogant, huh? As if you know everything. You're just a stupid guy who doesn't know anything about medicine. Don't act like you can do things. You're just lucky and can't compare to me," he said in an angry tone. Suddenly, the Doctor grabbed Carson's wrist firmly.Carson was surprised, but he calmly released the young Doctor's grip. "Let go of me," he said firmly.Carson was surprised. He just wanted to get out of there, and what he said earlier was true. There was nothing wrong; why should he get angry? And again, he never compared himself to anyone. Carson shook his head at what the young Doctor said."I don't know why you're angry, but I'm just saying what I know. And I never compared m
The Doctor heard the young Doctor's story. He was about to get angry, but it wasn't long before an old lady came in. He had just returned from the infirmary. He saw the commotion and came over. He heard the young doctor slander Carson. He almost scolded Carson and believed what the young Doctor said.Only he didn't believe so and began to ask further questions. "So, do you feel better after being treated by this young man?" he asked the grandmother.The woman nodded again with confidence. She was so confident because before, she was almost hopeless. She had come to the hospital today just to get herself checked out. Not because she was sick again, but just a dick. People who are old should do this because they are prone to diseases."He saved me when I fainted in the park that time. If he had not helped me, I would have died there. I can swear if you don't believe me," the old woman explained.The old Doctor then looked at Carson standing firmly in place. Although the situation around
After Carson left, the room was still filled with tension. The young doctor stood where he had been before. He had been scolded by his senior. His face was bright red from the anger that enveloped him. He growled softly, and harsh words about Carson continued to slide from his lips. He mumbled while walking towards his room."He's just an ordinary person. Why does he get so much praise? He doesn't deserve that praise. Who is he to act like he's so great? It must be all a coincidence," he said mockingly, his hands clenched tightly in anger.The young doctor turned towards his colleagues, the nurses there. He hoped for support. However, many seemed doubtful, affected by the previous events. They saw clearly what happened, so they looked away, and some even walked away."You don't believe me? He must be using a trick or something. Believe me," he pleaded.Unfortunately, that didn't change anything. The nurses just nodded, not in support, but because they were afraid of getting in trouble
Carson looked back as someone called out to her. He frowned; he felt that he didn't know many people in this hospital. When he looked back, he saw the old doctor who had helped him earlier. Carson wondered why the old doctor was chasing him. Even the doctor, who was walking at a fast pace, smiled kindly."Thank goodness, I thought you had left," said the doctor as he extended his hand towards Carson. He looked very happy to see Carson again. "My name is Hawthorne. People call me Dr. Hawthorne."Carson nodded and welcomed the hand. He shook the doctor's hand and felt the warmth of the old doctor's friendliness. "My name is Carson. Call me that," he replied, introducing himself.Dr. Hawthorne nodded. He already knew Carson's name from the grandmother earlier. The doctor looked at Carson with a serious stare, his eyes full of whispers. He was still curious about Carson's true identity. For someone as great as Carson, it was impossible to be just an ordinary person. Dr. Hawthorne was sure
Dr. Hawthorne smiled, his eyes full of confidence as Adrian looked at the data on the paper he had brought from the lab room. As he showed the lab test data to Dr. Adrian, he felt happy because he could prove Carson's prowess."Do you still want to doubt Carson's ability? All of this is data that cannot be refuted. All the data about my body is written, and my name is also there. The results are like what Carson said before," he explained convincingly as if he wanted to prove all of Adrian's doubts.Dr. Adrian, who was still stunned, flipped through the sheets of lab results with trembling hands. He rubbed his eyes several times, hoping that what he saw was just an illusion. However, no matter how many times he tried to wipe his eyes, the results on the paper, the content remained the same numbers and graphs showing Dr. Hawthorne's body test results. Resentment and confusion mixed together on her face, his eyes narrowed as she thought about all this. He really didn't like it when Cars
Carson had just gotten out of the hospital, still tired from his fight with Dr. Adrian. However, in the end, Carson and Adrian get along quite well. Even Adrian admired Carson as a very extraordinary figure for him. One of the people he respects.Carson was relieved to be back home because he could meet his family. He wanted to spend time with his children and wife. It's just that when he opened the door, he just wanted to go inside. Suddenly, the phone in his shirt pocket rang. He frowned.Carson pressed the accept button while stepping into the house. "Hello, what's up? I'm trying to get together with my family. You should have called me tomorrow." Carson's voice sounded a little annoyed, but when he heard one word from his subordinates. It made him serious.On the other end, the voice of a nervous subordinate was heard. "Sorry, sir, but this is quite a serious matter. We have a big problem in Springvale. Those enemies... they're coming, sir."Carson paused, frowning while looking t
The casino atmosphere was noisy, with the sound of falling coins, the clatter of slot machines, gamblers' laughter, and cries of anger at losing. The brightly lit neon lights gave the room a glittering atmosphere. At one of the poker tables, a man with a wrinkled face and stocky build, whose name was Carl, was sitting with a wrinkled face. He was not an ordinary person; he was a mafia chief and the person Carson was looking for.The mafia chief stared at the cards in his hand in frustration. He was very good at business and cunning in manipulating others, but he was a gambling fool. Everyone knew that except himself."Damn it!" he muttered under his breath as he discarded the cards in his hand.He was losing again like before. Every round of poker, he always felt unlucky. He felt that he was just unlucky, not stupid, at poker. He thought playing poker only relied on luck. These are thoughts that always lead Carl to a destiny of defeat.At the same table, Carson and his subordinate, Da
Hearing Carson call himself a fool made Carl furious. He came forward and wanted to hit Carson with his fist, but Darwis quickly came forward and blocked the blow with one hand. He would not allow his general to be beaten by a stranger. Even when Carl wanted to hit Carson a second time, Darwis was furious and almost struck Carl in the face.It was a good thing that Carson restrained Darwis' hand. It made him nod and step back. At the same time, there were dozens of people already standing and holding pistols at their waists. If Darwis were to hit Carl, bullets would be fired at him at that moment."Hit me if that's what you want," Carl challenged with a smile.He knew the casino was where he and his subordinates had fun. Carl was not afraid of anyone because he was under the protection of some of his subordinates. Even the casino would also side with him. He was very protected there."He insulted you, sir. Let me hit him just once," Darwis pleaded.Darwis and Carson knew well what was