All eyes were now on Oliver, and whispers again filled the room. Guests who were previously astonished are now showing admiration. They were beginning to realize that Oliver was not random, and the warm welcome from the Hoshier family added to the aura of mystery around him.
"Thank you, Mr. Hoshier. I really appreciate your welcome." Oliver half bowed respectfully to Mr. Hoshier.
"Have you received the potion that my servant has brought?" he asked kindly.
"Yes, I have received it and have given it to my father. Thank you for your help."
If Mr. Hoshier hadn't helped him to get the potion, he might still be busy looking for a potion to treat his father today.
"I also thank you for saving my life earlier," he said, "I have prepared a sumptuous dinner to welcome you. Come, join us..."
"You're being too nice to him," Elena said in a non-angry tone. She even stood there without pushing her father's wheelchair to go to the hall that had been set up for their dinner.
"Elena..."
"Dad, he hasn't even cured your illness completely and you're already treating him like a national hero. We don't know if he's an imposter who deliberately approached us because of the power we have!"
"Elena, watch your words!" snapped Mr. Hoshier. "You shouldn't say things like that in front of him."
"But I was just talking about the facts!" Elena exclaimed emphatically. "He's not your doctor. Just touching your chest and he's acting like he's doing wonders with what he's doing!"
"Elenaー"
"It doesn't matter if your daughter doesn't trust me," Oliver interrupted quickly. "I've never urged you to believe in my abilities either."
"Scammers always say things like that," Elena snapped.
"Elena, enough! You've been disrespectful to a guest! Is that how you treat the man who saved your father's life?!" shouted Mr. Hoshier in a fit of rage. "Apologize to him right now!"
"I won’t do it, Dad!" Elena refused firmly.
"Elena!"
"I didn’t do anything wrong and I don't want to apologize!"
"Elena, youー"
Suddenly Mr. Hoshier coughed violently and let out black blood which shocked everyone around him. Elena, his daughter, cried out in panic, her face pale and her eyes full of fear. She immediately knelt beside her father, trying to check his condition with trembling hands.
"Doctor! Hurry and get a doctor!" cried Elena, her voice full of anxiety.
Oliver who witnessed the situation felt his heart tremble. He quickly realized that Mr. Hoshier's condition was worse than he thought. Swiftly, Oliver led the group to the main room of the hotel, where they laid Mr. Hoshier down on the large bed that had been prepared.
After placing Mr. Hoshier carefully, Oliver observed the his body, looking for signs that could help him in his diagnosis. However, when he was about to treat Mr. Hoshier, Elena suddenly brushed his hand away violently.
"What are you trying to do?!" snapped Elena in an angry tone. Her face was bright red, and her eyes were fiery. "My Dad is like this because of your ridiculous treatment methods!"
Oliver remained calm despite being surprised by Elena's reaction. He understood that Elena was worried about her father's condition, just as he had been.
"Your father's condition is serious and needs treatment as soon as possible," he said in a calm but firm voice. "There is no time for arguments."
Elena stared at Oliver with burning anger. "Even if my daddy's condition is serious and needs immediate treatment, it's definitely not with you!" She exclaimed, her inner voice filled with anger and annoyance.
At that moment, the door to the room opened and a very experienced-looking doctor entered with quick steps. Elena immediately felt relieved. Her face instantly brightened when she saw the doctor.
"Doctor Lin! Thank God, you came," Elena said in a hopeful tone. "My daddy needs your help immediately!"
Doctor Lin, a middle-aged man with a professional demeanor and a face that showed expertise, immediately approached the bed where Mr. Hoshier lay. He examined the patient's condition quickly but thoroughly. While Oliver stood in the corner of the room observing what was happening.
"What happened?" he asked as he watched closely.
"He suddenly coughed up black blood and his condition deteriorated very quickly," Elena explained quickly.
"I understand, I'll check his condition first."
Doctor Lin began to examine Mr. Hoshier carefully, his face showing deep concentration. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Elena with a serious gaze.
"Who treated Mr. Hoshier before me?" he asked as he opened his doctor's coat and took out medical instruments from his pocket.
Elena, who looked anxious, answered in a trembling voice. "He is-"
"I believe that the previous doctor has forcibly activated his remaining vitality. This made Mr. Hoshier's situation extremely dangerous. His condition is now very critical." Before Elena could finish her sentence, Doctor Lin cut in with a stern tone.
Hearing Doctor Lin's explanation, Elena's face became even paler. Tears began to well up in her eyes, and she stared at Oliver with overflowing anger.
"You! That stupid treatment of yours put my father in danger! If his life is in danger because of your treatment, I won't let you go!" she exclaimed angrily. Elena pushed Oliver roughly, making Oliver's body stagger slightly.
Oliver, though surprised by Elena's reaction, tried to keep his composure. He watched as Doctor Lin took out a silver needle to puncture Mr. Hoshier's chest. Oliver knew what the doctor was doing was not a good idea given Mr. Hoshier's current condition.
"Doctor, what you are doing will not save Mr. Hoshier. It will only make his condition worse," he said in a flat voice, holding back the annoyance in his heart.
Doctor Lin turned to Oliver with a skeptical look. "And who are you to pass such a judgment? I doubt that you could know how medicine works if you're still too young to be an expert in this field!"
Elena, angry and frustrated, rebuked Oliver in a harsh tone. She was fed up with all the thoughts about the treatment Oliver was talking about and the strange methods he was practicing.
"You have no right to speak here! Get out of here and leave my daddy's treatment alone! We don't need comments from a freak like you!" She snapped and dragged Oliver's hand roughly out of the room.
Oliver looked at Elena patiently, though the pain in his heart was hard to bear.
"I'll wait outside until you beg me to save your father."
"Oh, my God... Dad..."Elena immediately cried out in gratitude when she saw her father start to open his eyes. She squeezed Mr. Hoshier's hand with tears in her eyes. She thought she would lose her father, but Doctor Lin had saved his life.Mr. Hoshier's condition seemed to be improving after a long time of Doctor Lin treating him with his methods. Elena was relieved that her father was in good hands. With slightly trembling hands, Elena thanked Doctor Lin."Doctor Lin, thank you so much. I'm so grateful you're here," Elena said in an emotional tone.Doctor Lin simply nodded with a gentle smile, his face showing serenity. "That is already my duty, Miss Elena. I only do what I can."Elena squeezed her father's hand with relief on her face. She couldn't hide the relief, but also the worry on her face. Mr. Hoshier's eyes blinked, still struggling to focus. His weak fingers tried to grasp Elena's hand."Dad, how are you feeling right now?"Instead of getting an answer from her father, su
"Please take me as your student, Mr. Oliver!"Elena was stunned to see Doctor Lin suddenly kneeling in front of Oliver. Her face paled, and her eyes widened, as if unable to comprehend what was happening. How could a famous doctor like Doctor Lin, who was always respected and adored by his patients, now degrade himself in front of Oliver? The question kept spinning in his head."Doctor Lin? What are you doing?!" Elena asked in a confused tone. Her eyes shifted from Doctor Lin to Oliver, as if searching for an explanation from their faces.Oliver, who had been standing straight with a calm face, simply sighed. His gaze remained calm, but there was a hint of tension in his eyes as he looked at the old man who was now below him. He never even thought that he would be treated like this just because of his healing ability, which even he had previously marveled at. It was all thanks to the training provided by Lazarus."Doctor Lin," Oliver began in a low voice, "there's no need to act like
Oliver's mind is torn. It seemed like only yesterday that he was imprisoned for trying to protect Katie, and now, in front of his eyes, he saw his ex-girlfriend preparing to marry the man who had destroyed his life and family.Oliver stared blankly at Kate and Rudolph who were smiling widely ーlooking so happy. Katie's wedding dress seemed to glitter under the crystal chandeliers, while Rudolph Hanover stood by her side with a haughty smile.Katie... marrying this bastard? How could that be?"What's wrong? Do you know the married couple?" Elena's question brought Oliver back to his muddled thoughts. Elena felt that Oliver knew the married couple, but seeing how he reacted when he saw them, it seemed like something bigger had happened.To his surprise, he felt his body trembling with an anger he had never felt before. And it made Oliver feel uncomfortable as if he was about to explode at the sight of his beloved getting married to the bastard who had put him in prison, and all because h
Rudolph laughed out loud at Oliver's accusation as if it was all a joke to him. He stepped closer, with a triumphant look that cut Oliver's heart deeper."Oh, how sad to hear that from a loser who can't even take care of his own woman." His voice lowered in mockery. "You're still living in an illusion, Oliver. The real world has no place for poor people like you. Once you get out of prison, do you think anything will change? Of course, no. You're still a loser!"Oliver clenched his hands into fists. Rudolph's words hurt his pride and he felt so angry. Because of him, his life was ruined. In jail, losing a lover, even his family is in debt while his father suffers from heart disease and has difficulty getting treatment.Now, Rudolph and Katie are having fun with their wedding without any guilt or apology. They can't be considered human with their lower-than-animal behavior. Even animals still had feelings.Rudolph tightened his arms around Katie's waist, showing off an intimacy that ma
Rudolph flinched at Oliver's threat but quickly burst out laughing as if Oliver had just told the funniest joke in the world. His sardonic grin widened even further, signaling how low he considered the threat."Really? Are you going to stop my wedding? Destroy it?" taunted Rudolph, his eyes narrowed in contempt. "With what? With your bare hands? Don't make me laugh, loser! You don't even have anything, except your shattered pride!"Katie, who had been silent beside Rudolph, began to fidget. Her face looked tense, her eyes occasionally glancing at Oliver with a look full of hatred and worry. Either out of fear that Oliver would actually do something stupid or because he felt cornered by this situation, but it was obvious that she wasn't as comfortable as she looked."I've had enough of this shit." Oliver sighed softly, his eyes staring intently at Rudolph. "I didn't come here looking for trouble. You started this, and I want to finish it. But if you continue to push me, I won't hesitat
"Wow, look who we have here!" exclaimed Myles in a loud voice, drawing the attention of the surrounding guests. "Did you come here to congratulate your ex-girlfriend's wedding?" he asked in a condescending tone.Oliver glanced at Myles Lance who was striding haughtily, his sharp eyes staring straight at him, his gaze fell on Oliver's figure sitting alone like a beggar.Myles Lance, the rich man who had always bullied him since school. Even when he did nothing, that bastard kept making him look like a loser in front of everyone. He demeaned him with every bad word he had, pushing him to the brink where everyone trampled on him like useless trash."You never change," Oliver muttered. Although the years passed, Oliver thought the people who used to be bad to him would change for the better as they grew up, but it seemed that instead their hearts and minds were consumed by age.Myles chuckled. "Why? Do you miss our old times?" He put his hands on his waist and styled Oliver's swagger. "Ol
"Has he gone crazy?!""He really is a criminal!"All the guests stepped back in fear. Their mouths gaped, their eyes wide with fear and shock that they could not hide.Myles Lance's once luxurious and classy appearance was now like a pile of garbage with all the food and dessert stuck to his clothes and body. Meanwhile, the blisters on his face were dripping blood from the cuts made by the broken glass."You bastard, Oliver!" Myles shouted. His anger had never been so intense in his life. And it was that loser Oliver who had made it so. Myles vowed never to forgive Oliver for humiliating him and making sure he lived a life of hellish horror."It wasn't my fault," Oliver said calmly. He wasn't at all intimidated by the fearful stares from the guests, or Myles' gaze that seemed to be pointing a laser at him. "I warned you. Twice... and you didn't heed it at all.""Fuck! Who the fuck do you think you are, huh!?" Myles' eyes lit up.Oliver observed Myles trying to stand up straight. All t
"How dare you make trouble at the marriage of the Hanover family who is respected!" Bryan Hanover shouted, his voice booming across the grand ballroom. His piercing gaze was fixed on Oliver Roberts, standing amidst shattered tables and fallen chairs. The wedding, meant to be a moment of grandeur and joy, had descended into chaos.Oliver’s face remained impassive. "I wasn't the one who started this fight," Oliver’s voice cut through the tense air, calm but edged with fury. "Rudolph sent his men after me. I defended myself."Rudolph, his face twisted with arrogance, stepped forward, glaring at Oliver. "You started this chaos! You crazy bastard!" he shouted, his voice dripping with hatred.Myles Lance, fueled the fire, his eyes blazing with rage as he pointed directly at Oliver’s face."He’s the one who did this! He attacked first! We should drag him back to where he belongs—prison! That’s the only place fit for a poor bastard like him!”Oliver growled slowly, his frustration simmering.