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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirteen
Damien's eyes met hers, and for a moment, she glimpsed something harder beneath his calm exterior. “Endless charity breeds endless demands. Help everyone, and soon they'll view your kindness as an obligation.” He turned back to the window, his reflection carrying a shadow of past lessons learned. “Some people see generosity as weakness. They'll take your goodwill, then repay it with betrayal when it suits them.” The bitterness in Damien's last words made Sophia wonder what experiences had taught him such caution, even as she admired the clarity of his principles. Sophia decided not to push any further, she could tell Damien isn't interested and it's unwise of her to push again. At that moment Damien stood up. “ I will see you in four hours.” Sophia couldn't help but nod. Damien then walked away as the afternoon sun cast long shadows between the capital's luxury high-rises as Damien brought out his phone and started browsing real estate listings on his phone. Anyth
The understated miraculous Doctor. CHAPTER Fourteen
“A kind young Mister gave it to me,” the boy replied, hope rising in his chest. “I'll buy it,” the man declared instantly, already reaching for his wallet. “Name your price.” Upon hearing the man has agreed to buy the card the boy said immediately “The Mister said to give you this,” the boy pulled out the carefully folded note, slightly crumpled from his protective grip. Without wasting any more time the man collected the paper, his eyes widened as he read the precise conditions. *Purchase a three-bedroom apartment in the Golden Bay residence complex for the children's immediate use and must be fully furnished. * Set up a trust fund of 10 million dollars for basic living expenses. *Establish a separate education fund of 5 million dollars, specifically for both children through university. *Arrange for a full-time caretaker until the boy turns eighteen “These are... substantial requirements,” the man murmured, his fingers tracing the jade card's ancient
The understated miraculous Doctor. CHAPTER Fifteen
At that moment the pain in Ryan's body suddenly felt distant as hope flooded his system. After five years of watching his mother's condition deteriorate, after countless specialists had given up they finally have hope again.“I'm coming home now,” he gasped, already staggering to his feet. At the same time, in a luxurious office.Serenity finger moved across the company reports with practiced precision, even though she is a war goddess but she still knows how to handle company affairs. Her office is quiet except for the soft searching of how to get the service of a miracle doctor, but after five hours of searching the web she hasn't been able to come up with anything Concrete. And at the same time she is expecting a call from Sophia. “War Goddess!” Her aide burst in, then immediately straightened, remembering protocol. “My apologies for the interruption, but—” “Speak.” Her arms on the keyboard never paused. “The Zachary family...” The aide's voice trembled with e
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixteen
Damien stood at the intersection of West Street and Pearl Avenue, the sun beginning to flicker on around him. His mind wandered to the little shoe-shine boy, wondering who actually got the card and activated it.At that moment a Bentley Mulsanne glided to a stop before him, its midnight paint reflecting the lights.immediately.The back door opened, and Ryan emerged, straightening his designer suit with practiced importance. undermining the pain he was in.Immediately jaw clenched involuntarily at the sight of Damien – the same man who had humiliated him hours ago, who had sent him flying through crates like a ragdoll.His hands trembled with barely suppressed rage, and he shoved them deep into his pockets to hide it. The memory of the warehouse scene made his broken ribs throb with both pain and shame.‘Control yourself’ he thought, forcing down the urge to call another group of men again. However the miracle doctor would arrive any minute – he couldn't risk making a scene.His eye
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventeen
At that moment Serenity perfectly maintained composure slipped, her eyes widening as she recognized Damien. The legendary miracle healer they'd all been waiting for was the same man she rejected and made mockery of.She couldn't say anything but froze in her position.Chairman Zachary's expectant smile froze, then faltered as he took in Damien simple clothes.He was expecting some kind of an older man, but what he was seeing in front of him was someone not older than his son.At that moment his gaze darted between his son and the supposed miracle doctor, confusion evident in his furrowed brow.“Ryan,”he whispered urgently to his son, pulling him aside. “Are you certain this is... I mean...” He gestured helplessly at Damien's understated appearance. “The legendary healer would surely have an entourage, or at least someone older with many servants..."The contrast between their expectations – of some distinguished elder surrounded by assistants and medical equipment – and the young m
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighteen
Upon hearing what his butler just said.Chairman Zachary watched in stunned silence as Damien fingers traced invisible meridian lines over his wife's body, each observation matching perfectly with that fateful confrontation five years ago. Details only he knew about.“The Thunder Spirit Strike...”he whispered to himself again, his earlier doubts about Damien's simple appearance started crumbling like sand. “He identified the problem without any background information, without even taking up to a minute...”His hands trembled as understanding dawned on him. The young man, whom he had initially doubted because of his plain clothes and quiet demeanor, had seen through years of medical mysteries in mere moments. What countless specialists with their expensive equipment and prestigious titles had failed to discover, the young doctor had diagnosed it with a single glance.“Forgive my earlier skepticism,” Chairman Zachary bowed deeply, genuine respect replacing his previous uncertaint
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Nineteen
“There's something you should understand, War Goddess Serenity,” Chairman Zachary's voice carried a new confidence, buoyed by his wife's miraculous recovery. “My wife's condition wasn't a simple illness.”At that moment Serenity perfectly arched eyebrows drew together. “What do you mean?”“Five years ago, a martial arts master from the Thunder Palace...” He paused, old fear mixing with fresh amazement.“He used the Thunder Spirit Strike technique to seal her meridians. That's what caused her blindness.”Upon hearing what Zachary just said, Serenity 's composed expression faltered. Even in the military extensive networks, the Thunder Palace's techniques were spoken of in whispers. Their martial arts were considered nearly mythical.“The young Doctor,”Chairman Zachary continued, his voice filled with wonder, “He identified it instantly. He saw what countless specialists missed – that this was no medical condition, but a martial arts seal.” His eyes gleamed with emotion. “And he un
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty
Upon hearing what Serenity just said.Damien stared at his phone, his brow furrowed in disbelief. He couldn't believe the level of narcissism Serenity had just displayed. It was as if she expected the world to revolve around her, and he found himself growing more and more irritated with each passing second.“Unbelievable,” Damien muttered, shaking his head. “How can someone be so full of themselves?”With a sigh of exasperation, Damien pressed the end call button, cutting off Serenity mid-sentence. Meanwhile, Serenity was left staring at her phone in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.“Did he just... hang up on me?” she whispered, her voice trembling with angerimmediately She clenched her fists, her body shaking with rage. “How dare he?”she seethed, her eyes blazing with fury.“I am the War Goddess! No one hangs up on me!”However Just as serenity was about to redial Damien number and give him a piece of her mind, her communicator beeped with an incoming message. She snatche
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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Four
That was the only thought he could cling to now—the only thread of hope dangling in his mind. Serenity. Yes, Serenity would do something. She had to. She could still speak on their behalf. She had influence. If she could put in a good word before the Supreme King, perhaps the door to power wasn’t completely shut. Perhaps they hadn’t lost everything.But even that hope couldn’t wash away the sour sting of disgrace.Because as he stood there, shame gnawed at his chest like a silent storm. Damien—this same boy he had looked down on, dismissed, insulted—had become their savior. Not only had he exposed the very monsters they once trusted… he had also saved Sophia.And now… he was standing right there.A few feet away. Calm. Composed. Not angry, not proud. Just… present. And that alone made it worse. The old man couldn’t even raise his head. He felt it deep in his bones—the weight of having sold out Damien’s heart, dismissed his worth, only for that same heart to carry his family through th
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Three
At that moment Sophia’s father stepped forward, his face twisted with disbelief.“That’s not even true,” he said, shaking his head. “London? No—London would never do something like that. You must be mistaken.”Immediately Clarissa nodded quickly, almost too quickly. “Exactly. London? Kidnap you? Torture you? That doesn’t even sound like him.”“I’ll call him right now,” her grandfather added, already reaching for his phone. “I’ll ask him myself. If this is what you’re claiming, then let me hear it from his own mouth.”But Sophia didn’t flinch. She simply looked at her grandfather, her lips trembling. Her eyes held the kind of pain that didn’t come from physical wounds, because she couldn't believe they would refused to listen to her own side of the story without calling London to confirm.“You can’t call him,” she whispered.At that moment her voice was too low, too calm.Immediately they all looked at her.“London is dead.”The words fell like a blade.Her grandfather father’s hand fr
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Two
The sharp slam of the door was still echoing when Sophia’s heart sank.Her breath caught in her throat. She already knew.She didn’t need to guess. The second she heard the footsteps, the rustle of expensive fabric, the weighty silence followed by a familiar scoff—it was enough.Her eyes slowly shifted toward the doorway, and there they were.Her grandfather entered first, tall and stern as ever, his walking stick hitting the tiles with cold authority. Behind him, her father, Mr. Callum, stood with a deep frown, arms folded tightly across his chest. And then… her mother—Clarissa Callum, perfectly dressed as if she hadn’t just stormed into a hospital room, her expression twisted with a mix of panic, rage, and exhaustion.Sophia’s body stiffened beneath the bedsheets.Clarissa didn't wait.“You see? You see what you’ve done to yourself?” her mother snapped, her voice slicing through the air. “We warned you, Sophia! Didn’t we warn you?!”Sophia didn’t respond. Her fingers tightened aroun
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty One
At that moment the bitterness in his tone cracked through.However Serenity didn’t respond. Her gaze was locked on her phone. Calm. Controlled. Almost too calm.That silence unnerved him.And at that point Winston father phone started ranging.Immediately his wise turned deadly when he saw who was calling.“Why is he calling him?” he asked sharply, though he already knew.They must have something on Damien.They weren’t just trying to reach him.Winston’s father answered the call, his tone sharp and expectant.“What is it?”A calm voice came through the receiver. “We’ve seen him, sir. Damien. He’s at Vespera Medical, alone. Fourth floor. Private wing.”For a second, Winston’s father didn’t blink. The words echoed in his ear like the sound of a loaded gun being cocked. Then, slowly, a wicked smile stretched across his face.“Very good,” he said, hanging up without another word.He turned to Serenity, who was still fuming from everything she'd just said about her grandfather, her engag
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty
Upon hearing Serenity’s quiet confession, Winston’s father tilted his head slightly, surprise flickering across his face. His brows drew together, the weight of confusion pressing deeper. “What do you mean it’s your fault?” he asked, his tone more curious than accusatory. “What exactly happened that would make your father—your own grandfather—not want to see even you?”Then Serenity exhaled softly, her fingers curling around each other in front of her. Her gaze dropped for a second, as if grounding herself before revealing what had clearly haunted her.“It’s about the one who treated him,” she began. “The miraculous doctor apprentice.”Winston’s father remained still, listening.“He… he was actually the one grandfather betrothed me to,” she said slowly. “And I… I chased him away. More than once.” Her voice thinned with guilt. “I insulted him. I doubted him. I accused him of things I didn’t understand... and the last time I saw him, it was on a cold evening.”She paused, swallowing ba
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Nine
At that moment Serenity stood still, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her brows furrowed in disbelief. The room felt cold—not because of the temperature, but because of the weight of what Winston's father had just said. Her heart pounded harder as his words echoed again in her head.“Three hundred years…” he muttered, voice laced with rage and helplessness. “That’s what his body is aging toward. In hours. Not decades.”He was pacing now, his hands trembling, not from fear—but fury. “Someone… someone did this to my son. To a member of this family! They didn’t just attack Winston—they attacked our name.”Serenity clenched her jaw. Her eyes darkened as she watched him struggle to remain composed. She didn’t like Winston. She never had. But this… this was far beyond personal feelings. It was about blood. About legacy.And someone had dared to stain it.“No,” she said sharply, stepping forward. “This is unacceptable. No one—no one—touches a member of this family and walks away. An
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Eight
At that moment the ground cracked beneath him as London’s brother roared—his body, now soaked in dark red mist, pulsated with corrupted energy. The warehouse trembled under the weight of his aura.Without a word, he raised his hand and unleashed it.A massive gust of decay burst from his palm like a cannon—corrosive wind screaming across the air, devouring the concrete floor in its path. Metal groaned and turned brittle in an instant. The entire space darkened, shadows dancing like spirits trapped in a storm.Damien didn’t blink.With a soft exhale, he shifted one foot back, adjusting his weight with perfect calm. His fingers came together in a slow, deliberate snap.Snap.From Damien’s fingers, a soft flash of white bloomed—a pulse of pure light, warm and yet impossibly sharp. It wasn't fire. It wasn't wind. It was something far more refined. More ancient.The white energy stretched wide like a dome, meeting the dark decay in mid-air.“Boom.”The collision was silent for a moment—the
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Seven
At that moment, something dark clicked into place.One of the soldiers—the tallest of them—fell to one knee, gasping, his skin paling as veins started to pulse across his arms unnaturally. Another groaned, grabbing his own neck like the air had suddenly turned poisonous. Their bodies were trembling, but they didn’t scream. They only exchanged terrified glances, and it finally dawned on them.This wasn’t just any technique, this was Dark Prison.The forbidden technique. the same one their master—London’s brother—had once boasted about creating but had sworn never to use again.Their eyes widened in silent horror.He had done it. he was using them.Feeding on them, Feeding through them.The technique was outlawed within the military for a reason—because it demanded sacrifice of Life.It devoured spirit energy like wildfire in a dry forest. It didn’t care who you were. It didn’t care if you were the creator or the soldier. It consumed.However Damien watched quietly, his eyes cold and c
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Six
At that moment London’s brother stood still—his face frozen.His eyes trembled, his lips parted, and the disbelief gripped him deeper than any blade could.“That’s not true…” he muttered under his breath. “That’s not possible.”He shook his head slowly, like his mind was trying to shake off the weight of what he had just heard. “How can a nobody like you—someone not even recorded in our ranks—know the ultimate attack of the Special Forces?”His tone cracked with restrained rage. “This move… this prison technique… it’s only taught to the elite few. To the inner circle of the military’s special division. You shouldn’t even know it exists!”Damien’s expression didn’t flinch.“I know,” he said coldly again. “Because I was the one who invented it.”Again London’s brother’s breath caught. His knees almost buckled.At that moment Damien stepped forward, slow and calm. “You’ve done some tweaking—some interesting modifications. I’ll give you that. But the core technique? The foundations? That
