The Super Doctor Calvin Hudson

Calvin’s Reputation

The leader’s face flushed with anger, but his hand trembled slightly as he tightened his grip on the gun. His knuckles whitened as he tried to regain his composure. “I said show us the way,” he growled through gritted teeth, his voice lower now but strained.

Calvin, standing perfectly still, met his gaze with unnerving calm. “And I said, you should take a moment to calm yourself.” His voice was cool, almost too casual for the situation. “That pounding in your temples? The tightness in your chest? You feel it, don’t you?”

The leader blinked, confusion flashing across his face. “What... what are you talking about?” he asked, his bravado faltering for the briefest second.

Calvin’s lips curled into a subtle, knowing smile. “Your blood pressure. It’s spiking. You keep this up, and you’re going to have a stroke.”

A ripple of unease spread through the ranks of the Han Xin soldiers. They exchanged quick, uncertain glances, their weapons still trained on Calvin and Lizzie but with less convict