The Reign of Zane Gardner

Chapter 7 - Energy Healing Warmth

Claire, her face contorted with rage, turned to her grandfather Charles and asked, "Grandpa, did I hear this man correctly?"

The doctor continued, his voice stern, "Mr. Scott, I think you should show this man out. It seems he's just trying to have some fun. Why does Ms. Claire need to take off her dress?"

Claire, her finger pointed accusingly at Zane, declared, "You will regret daring to try this on me!"

Zane replied, "I only need to inspect your back, and I won't do anything. I request Ms. Claire's assistance in staying in the room to ensure this."

Charles paused for a few moments, recalling his own experience of Zane's grandfather's treatment. He then walked up to Claire and said, "Claire, I am certain Zane has no intention of doing any harm, and if you find his actions or movements to be suspicious, please don't hesitate to call for us to come back."

Claire's fists tightened as she fixed her gaze upon Zane. "Fine, but if he does anything wrong, I won't hesitate to put him behind bars."

Everyone else left the room, leaving only Zane, Claire, and her personal assistant.

Claire unzipped the back of her dress, exposing her pale, smooth skin to Zane's view. He quickly pushed the thought aside and focused on the task at hand.

“Good, I can clearly identify the irregular Qi flow. This should be a relatively simple procedure.” Zane murmured to himself.

He began to concentrate, placing his finger on Claire's back.

Zane's hand trembled with determination as he directed his energy towards Claire's frail body. He was aware he had to do whatever was in his power to aid her.

Claire's eyelids fluttered open, and she felt a surge of heat radiating through her body. Zane's healing energy was taking effect, and she couldn't believe it. Could he really cure me from this sickness?

Moments went by and Claire suddenly felt a searing heat radiating from her chest. Her coughing intensified and she couldn't prevent the blood from trickling from her mouth as she fought to take in a breath.

She was terrified, her trembling hand covering her mouth in a desperate attempt to contain the gruesome sight.

When she took her hand away, she was shocked to see a dark red clot of blood in her palm.

Upon observing this, her assistant was taken aback and quickly moved closer to Claire, asking, "Ms. Claire, are you alright?"

Claire shook her head and continued to cough.

Zane stood up and stepped backward, informing her, "Ms. Claire, I've completed your treatment. It should only take a few more minutes for you to be fully recovered. The blood that comes out is a blockage of your energy flow."

Her assistant skeptically inquired, "Mr. Gardner, are you sure?" She then proceeded to help clean up the remaining blood around Claire's mouth.

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While Zane and Claire were still recuperating in the room, Charles was waiting for them at the front of the room. Suddenly, his attention was drawn by the sound of a woman's voice speaking in a high-pitched tone from a distance.

"Let us in!" the woman shouted. Her companion, a man standing beside her, echoed her words in a shouting tone, "Hey, don't get in our way! We have important information that we need to convey to Mr. Scott. You guys will regret it soon!"

Morel and Nora were determined to reach Charles. Their hearts were pounding with a mix of fear and excitement, but just as they were about to enter, they were stopped by Charles' imposing bodyguards. The guards towered over them, blocking their path with stern expressions on their faces.

Feeling annoyed, Morel quickly explained their intentions. He was certain that if they had revealed the truth about Zane being a fraud sooner, Charles would be grateful for their honesty and would surely reward them with something greater.

Charles, who had been perched on the chair at the front of the room, sprang to his feet when one of the guards alerted him to the commotion at the entrance. "Mr. Scott," the guard reported, "there are two people out there who insist on seeing you," before he was cut off by Morel and Nora bursting through the barrier.

The guards stepped forward to remove the intruders, but Charles unexpectedly intervened.

"Hold on," he commanded, his guards immediately standing down.

A satisfied smirk spread across Morel's face; he knew their plan was successful.

“Can you explain what is happening here?” Charles asked, his voice gentle.

Nora spoke haughtily, “Mr. Scott, I'm not going to beat around the bush. The man in the room is my ex-husband. He's not a doctor or anything, you've been fooled. He's just an unemployed person. I suggest you end this fraudulent activity before it's too late. It's obvious he's trying to take advantage of Ms. Claire in her vulnerable state.”

Nora spoke with fervor, her desire to see Zane ejected from the event evident in her voice.

Morel nodded in agreement, “That's right, Mr. Scott, we must check inside before it's too late.”

Before Nora and Morel could step inside, the door handle was pulled downwards. They both simultaneously directed their gazes towards the door, which slowly opened.

Everyone was taken aback upon seeing Claire vomiting blood, the white blanket in front of her now saturated with red blood. Nora and Morel then smirked in delight at Zane's defeat, and from thereon, Zane would be doomed to an even harder experience in prison.