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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty Seven
At that moment Damien stood still, his gaze flickering to David, who was now almost foaming with rage. He didn’t move, didn’t speak, letting David words hang in the air. ‘Should I step in?’he thought briefly. But the idea dissipated as quickly as it came. David's behavior was beyond reason—stepping in would only be a waste of time.“You think you’re better than me, Damien?” David spat, his voice cutting through the hallway. His disheveled clothes and wild expression made him look like a man clinging to the last shreds of his pride. “Walking around here like you belong! Guards, grab him! I’m telling you, he’s sneaking out without paying! Look at him— does he look like someone who has the money to eat here!”Damien remained silent, his calm demeanor contrasting sharply with David frenzy. He could see the guards glancing at him now, hesitation flickering in their eyes. At that moment One of the guards, the lead, stepped forward, his grip on David loosening slightly as he addressed Da
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty Eight
After Damien was done with David and all his attitude he went home preparing for the banquet.The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the driveway as Jessica's car pulled up in front of Damien’s villa. She sat at the back, her expression set in thinly veiled irritation. Her father’s instructions were clear, he told her to pick up Damien for the banquet. She couldn’t refuse, but she certainly didn’t intend to let the opportunity go to waste.She's going to tell him how unless he was.When Damien stepped out of the villa, calm and composed as ever, Jessica's eyes narrowed. He’s always so smug, she thought bitterly as he approached. She rolled down the window slightly.“Hurry up,” she said flatly, her tone laced with annoyance. “I don’t have all day.”however Damien didn’t respond, sliding into the back seat without a word. He fastened his seatbelt, settling in as if her tone hadn’t even registered. The silence was suffocating for her, but Damien didn’t seem bothered in the sli
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Forty Nine
Not long after the staff member returned, he whispered something to the doorman, who straightened abruptly. The tension in his posture vanished as he turned back to Damien with a polite smile.“My apologies, sir,” the doorman said, bowing slightly. “We’ve confirmed with Miss Sophia. Please, go right in.”The murmurs around the entrance stopped immediately, replaced by a hush of surprise as Damien walked forward, passing through the doors with quiet confidence.Jessica's expression stiffened as she watched him enter, his calm demeanor completely unbothered by the earlier confrontation. ‘What just happened?’she thought, her mind racing. At that moment she glanced at the doorman, trying to rationalize what she’d seen.‘Did they let him in because they saw us arrive together? That must be it.’Determined not to let it go because Damien used her name to get inside, she approached Damien with her voice dripping in Mockery. “Well, that was impressive,” she said loud enough for others to
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty
Upon hearing what Jessica just said Landon head snapped toward her, his expression instantly darkening. “Damien? the village doctor”“Yes,” Jessica confirmed, her tone tinged with satisfaction. “Would you believe he somehow managed to sneak into this banquet?” She gestured vaguely around the room. “Walking around like he belongs here. It’s laughable.”Again Landon's eyes narrowed into slits. “He’s here?”Jessica nodded eagerly, leaning in as if sharing something deliciously scandalous. “I saw him earlier, but I assure you, he doesn’t have any real connections. I thought you’d like to know, considering how much nerve he had last time, uttering nonsense.” At that moment Landon's expression hardened, his usual condescension giving way to genuine irritation. “That man has no shame,” he muttered coldly. “First at the club, and now here? Pretending to know someone like Sophia…”His voice trailed off, but Jessica could see the gears turning in his mind. Without being told she could tell
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty One
Jessica stood rooted in place, her confidence crumbling as she replayed the scene in her mind. Landon’s unexpected reaction to Damien had thrown her off balance. Instead of tearing Damien down, as she’d meticulously planned, Landon had greeted him with what almost seemed like respect—or caution.Her mind raced, trying to piece it together. ‘Why would Landon back off? He’s never one to hold his tongue, especially when he was angry about Damien using Sophia's name to lie and pretend. And why was he acting as if Damien wasn’t just some nobody?’Across the courtyard, Damien adjusted his jacket and walked away from Jessica, his steps deliberate yet unhurried. He didn’t so much as glance at Jessica, his indifference stinging more than any sharp remark could have.At that moment Jessica clenched her fists seeing Damien walking away, which made her look even more foolish, her frustration bubbling over. “What is it with him? How does he manage to walk away unscathed every time, first it was
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Two
At that moment Damien leaned back slightly, his gaze steady as Mr. Leo’s polished words lingered in the air. Despite the businessman’s smooth denial, Damien’s instincts flared. He knows something, Damien thought, his mind piecing together the subtle tension in Mr.Leo’s tone and posture.“Mr.Leo,” Damien began, his voice calm but deliberate, “if I’m wrong about your access to the herb, then I apologize. But if there’s another reason—perhaps something personal—maybe we can work together instead.”Upon hearing what Damien just said.Mr.Leo’s brows furrowed slightly, his usually composed demeanor slipping for a fraction of a second. “What are you implying?” he asked, his voice still measured but carrying a hint of wariness.However Damien kept his tone neutral. “I’m suggesting that if you need the herb for a reason—like a medical condition—I may be able to help. My focus isn’t just on acquiring the herb but ensuring it’s used to its fullest potential.”At that moment Mr.Leo’s lips presse
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Three
The hum of the car’s engine was a low, steady rhythm as Serenity and Elvis sat across from one another in the back of the luxurious vehicle. The tinted windows shielded them from the curious stares of passersby as the chauffeur navigated the city streets.Serenity’s sharp eyes remained fixed ahead, her posture regal yet commanding. “The purpose of this visit is clear,” she began, her voice steady and purposeful. “I need to find the person who treated Sophia’s grandfather, even though I have spoken with Sophia about it, and she didn't give me the response I wanted, it would be better to visit the family, knowing they would see reason and give the contact.”Elvis, seated across from her, raised a skeptical eyebrow. At that moment he adjusted his tailored suit, his expression doubtful. “You really believe this person exists?” he asked, his tone polite but edged with incredulity. “We’re talking about an illness even Kyle couldn't handle. How could someone come out of nowhere and suc
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Four
Upon hearing what Serenity just said.Elvis Immediately raised an eyebrow. “Alternative methods?”Without wasting any more time She tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable. “Their phones, their movements—everything can be monitored. If they’ve had contact with him, it will leave a trace and I'm going to get it.”At that moment Elvis frowned, the hint of unease flickering in his eyes. “You’d go that far?”Serenity’s gaze remained fixed on him, unwavering. “This isn’t just about finding a healer,” she said firmly. “It’s about understanding who he is, what he’s capable of, and why he’s remained hidden. If I have to cross a few lines to get those answers or get him to treat me grandfather, then so be it.”At that moment the car grew quiet again, the weight of her words settling over them. Elvis knew better than to argue. Serenity’s determination was unyielding, and once she set her sights on something, there was little anyone could do to stop her.And without being told he kn
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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Three
At that moment the call rang once…Twice…Three times.Sophia could barely face the phone, her swollen fingers trembling as the pain throbbed up her arms. Just when she thought she would pass out from panic, the line clicked.“Hello?” Damien’s voice came through, steady and calm, but layered with confusion. “Sophia? I just got to the house. You’re not here—what happened?”Tears poured down her cheeks instantly.“I’m sorry…” she sobbed. “I didn’t mean to. I’m so sorry…”Damien’s tone shifted. He straightened up slightly, brows drawing in. “What? Wait—what’s going on? Is it because you left the house? That’s why you’re crying like this? Are you hurt or something?”She whimpered, her voice breaking between every word. “Yes… I’m hurt… I couldn’t hold on… Damien, I—”Something about her tone didn’t sit right with him. Her words were strange, broken… too much like someone who was trying to say more than they could.Then suddenly, another voice came on the line.A deeper one, Cold, void of
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Two
The sound of the chair scraping back was subtle, yet everyone in the room fell quiet the moment London’s brother stood to his feet.At that moment the man who had been torturing Sophia immediately lowered his head and stepped aside like a shadow retreating from light. He didn’t need to be told twice—his presence was no longer needed.Then London’s brother spoke, his voice calm, low, but heavy with authority.“I don’t have all day,” he said, coldly. “This has taken too long already.”His tone wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. Every word settled into the walls of the warehouse like the creak of metal under pressure. Final, Sure, Dangerous. Then he began walking—each step measured, firm, quiet.Sophia, barely conscious, stirred.She could hear the faint thud of his boots getting closer.Then she blinked slowly.Her eyes, puffy and red, tried to focus through the haze. Her vision was blurred from pain, from tears, from exhaustion. Her body trembled. Her hands throbbed in sharp waves, p
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy One
His fingers grazed the edge of a tool inside the briefcase, and he glanced at her one last time.“Then we’ll force the truth out of you. And by the time we’re done… you won’t even know what hit you.”At that moment the man opened the lower compartment of the metal briefcase and lifted out a small steel object—something that looked like a miniature armor casing. The sharp metallic gleam bounced off the dim light above, and for a moment, Sophia couldn’t even breathe.She watched in horror as he unsnapped the second layer. Inside, a thin row of glinting needles lay in order—longer than average, yet delicate enough to sink beneath the skin without leaving an immediate trace. He picked one, held it between his fingers, and ran it gently across his thumb as if testing its sharpness.Sophia flinched hard against the chair, but the ropes on her wrists only dug deeper into her skin. Her ankles burned with pressure. Her entire body shook, helpless and bound. There was nowhere to run. Nowhere to
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy
At that moment Sophia's throat felt dry, her lips trembling with fear, anger, and helplessness. She couldn’t even blink without tears threatening to fall. Her thoughts ran wild, crashing into each other like waves in a storm.‘If I say anything... if I mention Damien…’Her heart clenched painfully. ‘Everything I’ve been planning, all the little steps I’ve taken to get close to him—just to be the woman standing beside him—will never work out. If I ever betray him like this… even once… it's over.’At that moment she bit her lip hard.‘Damien will never look at me the same way. He'll never trust me. He’ll never forgive me. And if he doesn’t trust me, how am I supposed to mean anything to him?’Her gaze dropped to the cold concrete floor, then slowly back to the man still staring at her with lifeless eyes. He was waiting. Pressuring. Ready to pounce if she spoke the wrong word.Her mind kept racing. Even if I stay quiet… even if Damien does show up… this isn’t just street-level thugs anym
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Nine
Hearing what the man just said Sophia’s entire body froze.Her breath caught halfway in her throat as her eyes darted across the room. Her lips quivered, the cold ropes digging into her skin as her wrists trembled against the wooden chair. Fear seeped into her bones like ice water—she didn’t know what they wanted, or why this was happening.The man stood before her, shadowed under the flickering warehouse light. His expression didn’t change. Just cold eyes. Cold lips. Cold silence.Then came the voice—low and sharp like a knife slicing through paper.“You know London, right?”Upon hearing the name, immediately her heart slammed against her chest.Sophia’s head jolted up. “London?” she repeated, her voice a whisper of disbelief.Then, suddenly—everything clicked.Her voice turned sharp, but shaky. “So… London is behind all this?” she asked, blinking fast. “What is going on? What did I do to him? I told him—I told him I didn’t want anything to do with him! I made it clear!”She was brea
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Eight
At that moment the cold air clung to Sophia’s skin, biting at her like invisible thorns. The rough ropes cut into her wrists, but she barely noticed.Because now, the realization hit her, She was in a warehouse.Then her lips parted, dry, trembling as her eyes blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the light above. Her head ached, her body stiff, but her instinct screamed louder than the pain. She was in danger.At that moment She turned her head slowly, carefully, scanning the space around her, and then—her eyes landed on him.A figure. Seated across the room. His posture relaxed, but everything about him screamed threat. One leg crossed casually over the other, his hands resting on the armrest of the chair like a king surveying his prisoner.His gaze was locked on her.It was Cold, Piercing, Deadly.At that moment Sophia froze.Her breath caught in her throat as her vision gradually sharpened, the fog in her eyes slowly lifting… inch by inch… until the man’s face came into focus.And
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Seven
Seeing what just happened.“Master George!” Serenity cried, rushing to her grandfather’s side. “Please check him! Something’s wrong!”Master George, who had been frozen in place from everything that had just transpired, jolted back to awareness. He quickly moved over, his face pale with urgency as he knelt beside the old man.“Step aside,” he muttered, pulling out a small diagnostic kit from his bag as he began checking the old man’s pulse. His fingers pressed gently against the wrinkled skin at the wrist, then to the side of the neck. His brows furrowed.Serenity hovered beside them, wringing her hands anxiously. “Is he alright? Is he okay? What’s happening? Why did he collapse like that?!”Master George looked up after a moment and let out a slow breath. “He didn’t faint,” he said carefully. “His vitals are normal. He’s just… he’s just in shock, Serenity. The kind of emotional shock that drains the body completely. He needs to rest.”Serenity blinked in disbelief. “Shock?” she whis
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Six
Upon hearing what Serenity grandfather just said, Damien nodded and immediately Serenity grandfather weak cheek raised almost covering his eyes.Serenity’s grandfather was still grinning, a youthful spark in his eyes, when he turned toward his granddaughter. “Serenity,” he said with pride, “is this is your husband? Your betrothed?”His voice echoed with warmth, but there was also command in it—the tone of a man used to being obeyed. “And tell me why is he standing like a guest? What kind of wife doesn’t offer her husband a seat? Do you know who he is?”At that moment Serenity’s breath caught. She didn’t dare lift her gaze toward Damien.Her grandfather chuckled softly. “Ah, you think because you’re a war goddess, everything must bow to your military shoes, eh? But when it comes to your husband, you’re still to be an house-wife. Show him some respect. Go on, do what’s needed.”Still Serenity stood frozen, cheeks burning. Her heart pounded. Not from embarrassment, but from guilt. Shame
chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Five
The room was still, the air thick with tension.Then all eyes were on Serenity’s grandfather as the black veins that once crawled like twisted roots across his skin began to fade. One by one, the dark spots on his chest and neck lost their color, retreating beneath the skin as though scared away by something stronger.However Damien didn’t flinch. His eyes flicked toward the wall clock—60 seconds.Without hesitation, he stepped forward and began removing the acupuncture needles. His movements were swift but precise, each needle sliding out with a near-silent whisk.Master George held his breath the entire time, his fists clenched. He was watching something he knew only existed in ancient medical scripts—techniques thought to be lost to time.As Damien collected the final needle, he reached for the bowl containing the king of herb mixture.“Open his mouth,” Damien said calmly.Serenity stepped forward without saying a word, her hands trembling slightly as she gently pried her grandfath
