"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 this."
However, Doctor Lin did not raise his face. He remained on his knees, bowing deeply. Oliver's healing skills made him respect Oliver differently.
"Mr. Oliver, the skill you used earlier... is something I've only heard of in legends. An ancient medical skill that is said to be able to understand all sorts of human ailments and solve the most difficult problems. I beg you, make me your disciple. I want to learn this knowledge so I can save more lives," he said hoarsely.
Elena was stunned. Doctor Lin, who had been known to be very rational and always relied on modern technology, was now talking about legends. Ancient medical skills? Elena's face showed even more confusion, and she looked at Oliver, hoping he would explain further.
Oliver shook his head. "Doctor Lin, you know a lot. But I have no intention of accepting disciples. The knowledge I have is not something that can simply be taught."
A disappointed look crossed Doctor Lin's face, but he did not give up.
"Mr. Oliver, I am prepared to do whatever it takes to learn this. This skill-this science-is the hope for many people I cannot help with modern medical science."
"I appreciate your spirit, Doctor Lin. If you have any questions or need help, you can come to me anytime. However, I can't teach you more than that," Oliver replied.
Doctor Lin raised his head. "Thank you, Mr. Oliver. I will keep your offer in mind." Although she was a little disappointed, she still respected Oliver's decision.
"I still don't understand what's going on here," Elena protested. She looked at Oliver and Doctor Lin in turn.
"Miss Elena, only people in the medical field are familiar with Mr. Oliver's prowess in treating people," Doctor Lin explained.
Even so, Elena still did not understand it and she did not intend to ask further. At that moment, Mr. Hoshier's condition, which was getting better, opened his eyes slowly.
"Elena..."
"Dad!" Elena sat back up and checked on her father. "How are you feeling?" she asked worriedly.
Mr. Hoshier growled as he tried to sit up, and Elena quickly helped him up. "I feel much better... but... what's going on here?" Mr. Hoshier's gaze was now fixed on Doctor Lin who was still kneeling before Oliver, but he quickly stood up.
"Your condition was critical and Oliver saved you. Doctor Lin kneels down to Oliver as he recognizes Oliver's prowess in medicine. He was impressed with him and asked him to make him his apprentice. I don't know for sure... but I think Oliver's medical expertise is far above Lin's," Elene explained. While Oliver stood and observed in silence.
Mr. Hoshier looked directly at Oliver. He felt grateful for knowing Oliver, even if in an unpleasant way so that his life could be saved by a great young man like him. If he hadn't met Oliver, he might not be breathing fresh air and seeing his daughter's beautiful face today.
"Thank you... you've saved me twice. How can I express my gratitude?" He looked at Oliver with a genuine smile. "Whatever it is, I'll do it in return for you saving my life."
Oliver shook his head. "Saving lives is the most important thing. I don't expect money or anything else in return," he said firmly. "However, if I may, I hope you can help me find some medicinal herbs that I need to treat my mother's eye disease."
"Are you, sure? I don't want to brag, but I have everything. Just a few hundred dollars won't bankrupt me," Mr. Hoshier said, once again trying to persuade Oliver to accept his reward. "You deserve it..."
"Yes, I’m sure. Thank you for the offer and I appreciate it."
Mr. Hoshier smiled. "This is the first time I've met someone like you. Other people would probably just mention the amount without thinking," he said.
"Mr. Hoshier..." The butler suddenly heard and whispered in Mr. Hoshier's ear.
He recounted the circumstances of Oliver's family being forced into debt, and the condition of his father, mother, and home. Mr. Hoshier listened carefully, and after the butler finished speaking, his face showed deep seriousness.
"Oliver," he said in a firm voice, "I will help you. Not only will I find you the potion you need, but I'll also get you one of the best villas in town. And this," he added, waving a hand at the butler who immediately handed over a bank card, "is worth ten million dollars."
Oliver was surprised to hear what Mr. Hoshier had to say.
"Mr. Hoshier, I told you that I don't need anything. I'm sorry, but Iー"
"Please, if you refuse. I will feel guilty that I didn't give you anything because you saved my life," Mr. Hoshier immediately cut Oliver off. He firmly forced Oliver to accept his gift.
Oliver let out a long breath. "All right. I'll accept it," he said in the end.
"Thank you. It makes me feel good because this is my small way of saying thanks," Mr. Hoshier said. He then looked at Elena who was sitting in front of him. "Elena, my dear, it's getting late and I want you to take Oliver to dinner. I'll rest here..."
"Okay," Elena said. She did not refuse her father's order at all, as she also felt grateful to Oliver, even though she had previously doubted his skills.
Oliver and Elena left the room and let Mr. Hoshier rest while they went to have dinner together. By the time they reached the hotel hall, they were surprised by the crowd of people among the newlyweds.
"It looks like there's a wedding today," said Elenea. Because this hotel is very often used as a wedding venue by rich people.
"Weddings?" muttered Oliver. He thought of his girlfriend, Katie Jones, and felt hurt all over again as he recalled what she had done to him.
As Oliver and Elena walked through the crowd, Oliver's eyes widened in surprise. At first, he thought it was just a delusion to see the bride's face resembling Katie Jones because he was also thinking about her at the time. But when he walked away from Elena just to confirm his vision, he was shocked to realize that it was his girlfriend, Katie Jones, and none other than Rudolph Hanover, the man who had abused him a year ago!
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.
“What happened here until a fight like this?” Elena's voice cut through the thick tension in the room. Her sharp gaze fell upon Bryan Hanover, standing rigidly beside Rudolph, whose face was flushed with fury.Bryan responded first, his tone dripping with venom. “Miss Elena, the poor bastard, has made a commotion at my son’s wedding party. He hit all the security officers and caused significant damage. We’ve had enough of this trash, and we’re determined to make the idiot pay for it!”Elena blinked in surprise, her brow furrowing. “You don’t need to speak so rudely, Mr. Hanover,” she reprimanded softly. But the sight before her was shocking—dozens of security guards lay on the floor, unconscious and bruised, each one the victim of a single man’s fists. Oliver.Her chest tightened with disbelief, but deep down, a flicker of admiration blossomed. How could one man, alone, defeat so many? And with such devastating force? She had never seen anything like it. Oliver had always seemed quiet
Bryan’s jaw clenched, his pride bruised. But beneath his anger, a flicker of uncertainty began to grow. Oliver was no ordinary man. And now, Bryan couldn’t shake the feeling that he had underestimated him from the very beginning.“Looks like you really want me to tear your arrogant mouth,” Bryan Hanover hissed, his face red with anger. His voice trembled with rage, the insult from Oliver echoing in his head like a taunting drumbeat.Oliver stood still, his expression calm, unfazed by the threat. His eyes held an eerie calmness, as if the situation was beneath him, a mere annoyance rather than a threat. It was as if he harbored some hidden strength, something Bryan and his men could never fathom.Bryan’s fists clenched, his knuckles whitening as he glared at Oliver. The muscles in his jaw tightened before he barked again, his voice heavy with a deep, rumbling fury.“Today will be the last day you breathe, you garbage! Guards! Kill this bastard now!” he shouted.The order hung in the air