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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Five
Serenity eyelids fluttered open, her vision gradually coming into focus. She blinked a few times, trying to make sense of her surroundings. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she realized she was lying on the sofa in the villa, with Elvis and her assistant by her side.“What's going on?”Serenity asked, her voice hoarse and barely above a whisper.Elvis leaned in closer, with a relieved smile on his face.“You're awake,”he said softly. “How are you feeling?”Serenity furrowed her brow, trying to remember what had happened. “I'm not sure,”she admitted.“What happened to me?”At that moment her assistant stepped forward, her expression a mix of concern and relief.“We found you unconscious outside, and we brought you inside. Not long after Doctor Elvis came,”she explained.“He spent the last half an hour stabilizing your vital signs and bringing you back.”Upon hearing what her assistant just said, Serenity eyes widened as the memories came rushing back. The criminals, the strange
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Six
Upon hearing Sophia words on the phone.immediately Jessica leaned closer, her sharp gaze narrowing. Her lips curled into a sneer. “Really? This is what you’re going with?” She turned to her mother, her voice dripping with mockery. “An actress. He went and hired someone to play along. Isn’t that stupid?”Her mother crossed her arms tightly, her face twisting with anger. “You have some nerve,” she spat, directing her fury at Sophia through the phone. “How dare you conspire with him in this charade? Do you think we’re fools?”However Sophia's calm voice broke through the storm of accusations. “I don’t know what this is about, but I assure you—”“Don’t bother,” Jessica interrupted, her tone icy. “No one here is falling for this pathetic little stunt. Honestly, Damien, this is low, even for you.”However Damien opened his mouth to respond, but Jessica's mother 's sharp voice cut him off. “Enough! Do you think lies will get you anywhere? You’ve embarrassed yourself enough for one day.”
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Seven
However Ryan chose his words carefully, dodging his friend’s lingering curiosity. He knew that Damien valued his privacy and wouldn’t appreciate his identity being revealed casually. “It’s better you don’t ask,” Ryan muttered, his tone final.Just as his companion began to reply, a familiar voice broke through the market’s noise. “Ryan!”Jessica appeared, weaving her way toward them with her usual confidence, a bright smile lighting her face. “What a coincidence seeing you here!” she exclaimed, her tone warm.At that moment Ryan's expression immediately cooled, his posture stiffening. “Jessica” he said, his response devoid of enthusiasm.His smile faltered slightly, but he pressed on. “I didn’t expect you at the antique market. Are you looking for something specific?” He hadn’t wanted to come to the market in the first place, knowing full well the tension between Jessica and Damien. The last thing he wanted was to be caught in the middle.“No,” Ryan said curtly. “I was just brough
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Eight
Upon hearing what Damien just said, Jessica's confident smile turned into a smirk as she crossed her arms, her voice laced with hostility. “You really think you can outbid me here, Damien? Do you even know what you’re doing?” She leaned slightly toward the stall owner, speaking loudly enough for the gathering onlookers to hear. “Well if you don't know, let me tell you Ryan came here with me. He’ll be here any second, and trust me, he won’t let someone like you try to act smart.”Her words were meant to cut, to humiliate. She raised her phone, tapping out a quick message to Ryan, clearly summoning him to the scene. At that moment the stall owner, sensing drama brewing, seemed more entertained than concerned about the outcome, knowing he would have doubled the price very soon.However It didn’t take long before Ryan appeared, walking briskly through the market toward the group. Jessica immediately brightened, gesturing to him as though presenting her ace. “Here he is now,” she announ
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Nine
Upon hearing what the seller just said. The man’s lips curled into a sneer as he pointed at the wooden box in Damien's hands. “I’ll be taking that, and pay you handsomely.” he said coldly, stepping closer as if his mere presence was enough to intimidate Damien. However Damien's eyes didn’t waver. He met the man’s gaze with a calm, unbothered expression. “No, you won’t,” he said firmly. “I’ve already paid for it. Step aside.” The man’s smirk faltered, but before he could respond, another voice broke through the tension. “Well, if it isn't Damien.” Turning slightly, Damien spotted Brother wolf emerging from behind the man, his expression dark and hostile. Brother wolf' posture screamed animosity as he stood beside his apparent ally, his arms crossed and his tone dripping with venom remembering his last encounter with Damien. “Looks like you’re still throwing your weight around,” He sneered. “Still acting like you own the place, huh?” Damien didn't reply immediately. Instead, h
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty
Upon hearing what Damien just said. Winston's smirk faded into a scowl as Damien words hung in the air. “You’ve got quite the mouth,” he growled, snapping his fingers. At that moment, a man stepped forward from the shadows, his movements calculated and fluid, like a predator sizing up its prey. This wasn’t just any fighter; this was Theodore, a renowned martial artist whose name sent chills through even seasoned warriors. His list of accomplishments was legendary—rumors swirled of him defeating fifty men at once in an underground tournament, and his mastery of pressure-point combat had earned him the moniker "The Unyielding Phantom." Every step he took seemed to command respect, and his stance alone exuded lethal precision. “This is someone worth your time,” Winston sneered, his lips curling into a smirk. He gestured toward Theodore, clearly savoring the moment. “Let’s see if you’re as tough as you think, Damien.” At that moment Theodore didn’t bother with introductions or theatr
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty One
Serenity eyebrows lifted slightly. “What do you mean?” Leaning forward, Waylon lowered his voice as though sharing a secret. “The Miracle Doctor isn’t the only one capable of treating something like Seven star spirit poison. It’s said that his disciple—a prodigy—has already surpassed him in skill. Some even claim this disciple is the greatest healer of our time.” Immediately serenity’s interest sharpened, her eyes narrowing slightly. “His disciple?” she repeated. “Do you know who or where he's?” Waylon shook his head, leaning back with a resigned sigh. “No one does, not for certain. But the disciple's reputation has been growing. Unlike the Miracle Doctor, this one occasionally surfaces, helping people in need. If we can track his movements, it might be easier than chasing after a ghost.” At that moment lips curved into a faint smile, her resolve brightening. “A disciple who’s even more skilled than the master,” she murmured. “That’s not just hope—it’s a real chance.”The aft
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Thirty Two
Upon hearing what Damien just said. Jefferson leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Damien,” he said smoothly, his tone almost reverent, “this is a truly remarkable piece. And I’m willing to offer you ten million dollar.” However Damien’s expression remained calm, his gaze steady as he studied Jefferson. “I appreciate the offer,” he said evenly, his voice carrying no hint of hesitation. “But this antique isn’t for sale.” Jefferson blinked, caught off guard by the firmness in Damien’s tone again. “Not for sale?” he repeated, leaning back in his chair. “Surely, I can make it worth your while. Name your price.” Damien shook his head, his resolve unshaken. “It’s not about the money. This piece is meant to be a gift for an elder—a gesture of my respect. Selling it isn’t an option.” For a moment, the room fell silent, Jefferson’s smile fading slightly as he realized Damien’s stance was immovable. He studied Damien’s face, searching for eve
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Everyone’s eyes turned to her. Sophia’s fists clenched at her side, her jaw tightening. But her grandfather didn’t pause.“We have kept quiet too much,” he said. “We have given you too much freedom. Too much leverage. And now, look what you're doing with it—misusing it!”At that moment he turned away for a second as if trying to calm himself, then looked back at her. “You think you can throw away everything we’ve built for some stranger? You better be mindful, Sophia. Mindful of the way you talk, of the way you behave. Because right now, I am already angry at you.”London, who had remained quiet for a while, finally stepped forward. His expression was cold, his shoulders squared as he spoke with calm pride.“I didn’t come here for Sophia to apologize,” he said, voice low and sharp. “I only came here to inform all of you that I am no longer interested.”But deep down, as he said those words, something tightened in his chest. He was hoping. Hoping she would stop him. Hoping she would br
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Nine
The moment London’s words settled in the room, tension wrapped itself around everyone like thick smoke. Now the air was suffocating.Sophia’s grandfather mother was the first to speak up, her voice trembling. “London, please… just calm down. Don’t do anything rash.”Sophia’s father stepped forward quickly. “She’s just being childish, okay? You know how stubborn she can be. But it hasn’t gotten to this, London. It really hasn’t.”Even her mother, who’d remained silent until now, nodded quickly. “She doesn’t mean what she’s saying… she’s upset, that’s all. You two have history, deep history from childhood. Please, don’t let this ruin everything.”But Sophia stood there, arms crossed, face calm and unwavering.“I meant every word I said,” she replied coolly. “And even if the Supreme King signs anything with them, that deal is still nothing compared to what Demian can actually bring to this family.”At that moment they all turned to look at her in disbelief, but she didn’t stop.“So all
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight
Her grandfather stepped forward, tone calm but firm. “London, you’re wrong. She just came in not long ago. Barely ten minutes before you arrived.”Her father nodded in agreement. “We were outside when a car drove her in. It can’t be a coincidence that you’re both arriving around the same time. Whatever is upsetting you—maybe you should calm down and talk to her.”But that only made London’s face twist in rage. “Coincidence?” he scoffed. “You think this is coincidence?”He took a deep breath, barely able to contain his shaking.“Fine. Let me tell you why I came here.”At that moment both men were silent.“I came to tell you that I’m done. I’m not going to have anything to do with Sophia again,” he declared.Immediately Their expressions shifted—confusion, disbelief.London continued, his words sharp, his voice edged with disgust. “Sophia went to go sleep with that village doctor. She spent the night with that village bastard—and for what? Just because he was able to heal Mr. Nathaniel,
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Seven
At that moment Elvis still standing beside his car, his hand still gripping the door handle, but he hadn’t opened it yet. His mind was a battlefield—rage and desperation crashing against reason. The idea still lingered like poison in his chest.‘Should I just end him?’But the second that thought returned, so did the image of Serenity’s face if she ever found out. That girl who once looked at him with respect, with trust… she would kill him. Not with her hands, maybe—but with her eyes. With her silence. With her distance.And Elvis couldn't survive that.He pulled his hand away from the door, sighing through gritted teeth. “No,” he muttered, forcing the thought out of his head. “She’ll never forgive me. She’ll destroy me.”But then came another sting—the one that ate at him deeper.“Damien, that bastard. Always calm, always quiet, always acting like he didn’t want anything… and yet he was winning. Serenity cared about him. More than she admitted.” And Elvis knew it.His throat tighte
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Six
Upon hearing what serenity just said Elvis's hand froze in midair, the crushed herbs clinging to his fingers. Serenity’s voice had cut through the air like a blade.“Stop!” she had shouted again.And now, silence wrapped the room, thick and choking.He slowly lowered his hand, his eyes avoiding hers. The weight of the disappointment crushed his chest—he could feel it swelling there like something stuck, something painful. This was his one chance to prove he mattered, to prove he could be the one Serenity relied on. But now…Now everything felt lost.He looked at her grandfather lying motionless on the bed, the blood still fresh at the corners of his eyes. The room smelled faintly of the herbs, sharp and earthy—but all Elvis could taste was failure.without being told she could tell If her grandfather didn't make it, Serenity would blame him. Even if she didn’t say it out loud, she would feel it. And worse, he would know it was true.Immediately a low, shaky breath escaped his lips as
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Five
He opened the pouch and carefully started measuring a stronger dose in his hand.Serenity was about to object—she looked hesitant, unsure. But before she could say anything, her grandfather stirred on the bed, opened his mouth as though to speak—and collapsed.Before he could say no he passed out.Upon hearing seeing what had just happened Serenity’s heart skipped as her grandfather's body went limp beneath her grip. “Grandpa?” Her voice cracked. “Grandpa?!”Her hands shook violently as she leaned closer, her face pale, breath staggered. “Elvis!” she cried out, her eyes wide, panic seeping through her every word. “Do something! Please, Elvis, do something—he’s not breathing! My grandfather is dead, he’s dead—please!”“Serenity, calm down—” Elvis rushed to the bedside, knelt beside the unconscious man, and quickly pressed two fingers to his pulse point.At that moment Seconds crawled.Then he exhaled. “He’s not dead. He fainted. He’s breathing… just very weakly.”Serenity let out a gas
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Four
“Is anything wrong?” Serenity’s voice came out sharp, her expression already shifting from surprise to worry. “Why did you just burst into the guest room like that?”Upon hearing what Serenity just said.The girl struggled to catch her breath, her eyes already welling up. “It’s… it’s your grandfather,” she stammered. “He… he was doing fine just a few minutes ago. But then… he just collapsed. He just fell to the floor.”Serenity didn’t wait for the girl to finish. Her breath caught in her throat as she pushed past her and bolted out of the room.Her heartbeat thundered in her ears.‘No. No. This can’t be happening. He was fine. He was laughing just a few minutes ago. He was okay. Wasn’t he?’Her feet slammed against the floor as she raced down the hallway. Her mind was spiraling, she didn't understand what was going on.Could it be…? Could it be the medicine didn’t work? Did we miss something? What if… what if it’s worse than we thought?Behind her, Elvis was frozen for a second. His
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Three
Her entire understanding of Damien felt like it was unraveling. And that made her uncomfortable. She hated not being in control of the pieces. Hated when the board moved without her hand.Whatever this was, she needed more clarity. More information.But not now, her thoughts were tangled, her focus split—and her heart?Her heart was already heavy with something else.Now, her mind was set on her Grandfather’s house.Not long after they arrived, and Serenity stepped out of the Lanka vehicle, the quiet hum of the engine fading behind her as she walked through the familiar gates of her family home. The night breeze swept past her, brushing lightly against her cheeks, but her mind wasn’t on the air or the silence around her.It was on her grandfather, after everything—the chaos at the auction, the questions swirling around Damien—this was the one place her thoughts could rest. Her grandfather had just returned to himself after all those months of being lost in that dark stillness. She w
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Two
Not long after Damien finally pulled up in front of Sophia’s apartment, the car eased to a soft stop. The morning breeze whispered through the air, but inside the car, silence lingered a little longer than expected.Then Sophia turned toward him, her hands gently folded over her lap. Her eyes searched his face like she was still trying to understand the man who had turned everything upside down in less than 24 hours.“Damien…” she started softly, “thank you—again. For everything.”Her voice held no pretense. Just raw gratitude.“For protecting me, for staying with me, for following me to that audition—even after everything that happened there. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been there.”At that moment he glanced at her briefly, offering only a small nod.She bit her lip and added, “One day… I’ll repay you. I know you said you don’t want anything, not money or anything like that, but I’ll find something—something that matters to you. Something you’ll actually cherish
