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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty one
At that moment upon hearing Young Master Landon bid some of the bidder withdrawal, they know they can't match such power.Landon couldn't help but raise his shoulder.However, somebody sounded.“Eleven million,” a pharmaceutical representative called out again.Upon hearing someone else is challenging Him young Master Landon barely suppressed an eye roll, and he decided to increase his bid. “Fourteen million.” He adjusted his Patek Philippe watch, deliberately letting others see the casual motion telling them to back down.However some of them were still ready to push for it, not giving up just yet.“sixteen!” Another voice cracked with desperation.“twenty,” Landon sighed theatrically, examining his reflection in his platinum card case.At that moment Several bidders slumped in their seats, defeat written across their faces.Landon couldn't help but smile, he thought he had won and was about standing up.“Twenty five million.”The quiet voice cut through the room like a blade.
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Two
Upon hearing what Serenity just said, Damien’s eyes widened in disbelief as he listened to the shocking news. He shook his head vigorously, his brow furrowed in concentration. “That can't be right,” he muttered to himself, his voice tinged with confusion and doubt. “I diagnosed Serenity grandfather myself. The poison was incredibly rare and difficult to treat. Even I struggled to find the herbs needed for the cure.”At that moment he leaned back in his seat, stroking his chin thoughtfully. His eyes darted back and forth as he tried to make sense of the situation. Despite his initial skepticism, a glimmer of hope flickered in his chest. “In a world filled with endless possibilities, miracles were not entirely out of the question. it can happen.”immediately Damien sat up straight, a newfound sense of determination washing over him. He turned to the driver, his voice urgent and clear. “We must hurry,” he said, his eyes locked on the road ahead. “If there's even a chance that Ser
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Three
The criminals lay on the ground, their bodies battered and bruised from the fight with Serenity. Despite their defeat, their eyes glinted with a feral intensity, a madness born of desperation and hatred. They glared at Serenity, their lips curling into snarls of defiance.“You think you've won, War Goddess?”One of them spat, his voice dripping with venom. “We'll never let you take us alive.”However Serenity was still waiting for Damien's response but his eyes were on the thug.He had seen that look before, the look of men who had nothing left to lose. They were like cornered animals, ready to lash out with everything they had.He then glanced at Serenity, expecting to see her readying herself for another fight. But to his surprise, she remained unconcerned, her posture relaxed and her guard down. It was as if she didn't even register the threat the criminals posed.However before Damien could say anything, the air crackled with an eerie energy as the criminals began to move in u
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Four
War Goddess Serenity collapsed on the floor. Her face, usually mask-like in its perfection, contorted in agony. Each breath came shorter than the last, her chest barely rising.Although Serenity's attitude towards him was bad, he couldn't let her die.At that moment Damien walked closer to her.his fingers found her pulse - threadlike, irregular, fading. The poison had reached her heart meridian, corrupting her life force with each weakening beat.“Internal... burning has begun..” Damien whispered, his fingers clawing at her chest. Her perfectly maintained appearance crumbled as pain ravaged her features. Each breath came as a desperate wheeze, her chest barely moving.Damien fingers then moved to her wrist - the pulse fluttering like a dying bird's wings beneath his touch. His eyes narrowed at the blue tinge creeping across her skin. “the Poison has reached the heart's meridian.”Without wasting anymore time Damien knows he has to be quick.He brought out a box of Silver needles f
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
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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
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Five
At that moment London brother s suddenly let go of his leg, allowing him to regain his balance. Then he stepped backward, calm and composed, as if the attack had been nothing but a warm-up stretch.London’s brother landed on his feet smoothly. He straightened up slowly, rotating his ankle as he gave Damien a hard stare. His jaw clenched, but then a smirk broke through his rigid expression.“Well… not bad,” he muttered, his voice laced with restrained anger. “I’m quite impressed.”His eyes narrowed, not in admiration—but calculation.“You dodged my attack,” he continued, voice sharper now, “and you even caught it… cleanly. You didn’t flinch. That says a lot.”He stepped in a slow circle, boots crunching over broken crate pieces.“You’re not from here, are you?” he asked coldly. “No. I see that now. No one from this city—not even the top brass—moves like that.”He stopped pacing and tilted his head.“I know every single person that can do what you just did. Every single one of them.”
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Four
The moment the man’s head bounced on the concrete floor—once, twice, and then a third time—an eerie silence gripped the warehouse. The blood smeared across the floor painted a scene so still and tense, they could almost hear the cold metal in the air.However London’s brother didn’t flinch, not visibly. But his sharp eyes caught every detail. The precision, the speed, the utter lack of wasted motion.At that moment his eyebrow lifted subtly.“That can’t be…” he thought, his fingers slowly curling into a fist by his side. “That’s the Twin Blade Technique.”He had seen it only a few people do it during his training in the Special Division. It wasn’t a move just anyone could pull off. It was a martial arts technique hidden within the high-ranking military, one that fused shadow movement and speed so flawlessly, it made the user seem like they hadn’t moved at all. But in truth, they’d already attacked and returned to their original position before the victim even blinked.Only a handful
