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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen
He stomped the ground with one foot, and the tiles cracked beneath him.“No human can break through this. No one.”Then He pointed at Damien.“Just give up.”The room was silent. No one moved. No one even breathed.They didn't want to get themselves involved in a cross fire, and some of them where still wondering how Damien had been able to Survive this long, They thoughts he would have been crushed by now.The gang leader stood tall, his arms bulging, his breath loud, his skin slightly glowing from the transformation he just underwent. His voice was heavy and dark.“I won’t say it again. You better go on your kneel, and apologize,” he snarled at Damien. “I don’t have time to waste.”Damien’s eyes remained steady, calm—too calm. His hands stayed loose at his sides, and then, just like that, he moved.In one sharp, deliberate motion, Demian stepped forward, and before anyone could register what had happened, his open palm connected directly with the side of the gang leader’s jaw.Imme
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen
Not wasting a second more, Damien gathered everything they had won—each item stacked and arranged with a calm precision, as though the chaos moments ago never happened. Then he walked closer to Sophia, without asking, without waiting, he leaned down and lifted Sophia into his arms.She didn’t protest.Her body was still shaking, eyes unfocused. She had just witnessed death brushing shoulders with them, and if Damien hadn’t been there, she knew they wouldn’t be alive right now. Her legs couldn’t carry her. So she simply leaned her head against his chest, letting herself be held.Without glancing at Serenity.Without saying a single word to anyone else.Damien at that moment walked out of the auction hall.Everyone instinctively made space for him—none dared to move or speak until his figure disappeared through the doors.Then silence followed them Serenity exhaled harshly.Her jaw clenched as her eyes tracked the direction Damien left. Her hands trembled by her side—then suddenly, s
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen
Under the shattered glass ceiling, Serenity’s mind was spinning as the reality sank deeper. One of her subordinates, wide-eyed and pale, turned to her with disbelief still dancing on his features. “Boss… do you have any idea what this means? These thugs—we’ve lost good men trying to even track them. And this Damien, this… spy, just ended it like it was nothing?”Another one muttered, “It doesn’t make sense. It’s not just about strength. The gang’s top fighters control elements. One of them nearly crushed Lieutenant Miko with fire last year, remember?”Serenity stood frozen for a moment. Her thoughts tangled. She had personally reviewed Damien’s files. They didn’t add up to this. A good tracker, yes. Skilled in close combat, yes. But this? This was something else entirely.“I don’t understand anymore,” Serenity whispered, more to herself than anyone else.Just then, her gaze shifted—caught something. Someone. Immediately her eyes narrowed.There, seated at the far end of the room, al
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty
At that moment Damien’s hand hovered for a moment over the King of Herbs, his eyes locked on its quiet, radiant glow. A soft breath escaped him—a sigh of relief, After everything, he got it. The rarest of the rare. The kind of thing wars had started over. And it was his now.Then he placed it back inside the protective case and locked it away.**London was seated, facing the window with a bright smile on his face, knowing fully well how Damien would be dealt with very soon, and Sophia won't have any other choice then to come bag on her knees, then he's going to teach her a good learn then.Without wasting anymore time he brought out his phone wanting to call Winston when his phone suddenly ring.At moment his eyebrows pushed up when he saw who was calling.The phone was already pressed to his ear, the tension in his neck making the veins visible beneath his skin. His jaw clenched as he listened to the hushed voice on the other side of the call. It was the man he had assigned to monit
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty One
“Um… Damien?” she said gently.He looked up, his eyes meeting hers.She cleared her throat softly. “The items I bought at the audition… what happened to them?”Damien lowered his phone. “They’re here.”“Here?” she echoed.He nodded. “Yeah. I paid for them before we left. They’re in the room next door.”Upon hearing what hearing what Damien said, Sophia blinked, surprised. “You… paid for them?”He gave a light shrug, casual as ever. “You were in no condition to even stand, let alone make a payment. I handled it.”“But… I can— I’ll pay you back, of course,” she said quickly, moving a bit closer.Then Damien leaned back, resting his hand over his knee. His voice was calm, unwavering. “No need.”Immediately Sophia furrowed her brows. “But it was a lot. I insist—”“It’s fine,” he said, cutting her off gently. “It’s just a gesture. A little thank you.”She tilted her head. “Thank you? For what?”Damien’s gaze turned toward the door briefly, as if recalling the chaos of the night before. “Fo
The understated miraculous Doctor. 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
The understated miraculous Doctor. 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
The understated miraculous Doctor. 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
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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
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty One
“Um… Damien?” she said gently.He looked up, his eyes meeting hers.She cleared her throat softly. “The items I bought at the audition… what happened to them?”Damien lowered his phone. “They’re here.”“Here?” she echoed.He nodded. “Yeah. I paid for them before we left. They’re in the room next door.”Upon hearing what hearing what Damien said, Sophia blinked, surprised. “You… paid for them?”He gave a light shrug, casual as ever. “You were in no condition to even stand, let alone make a payment. I handled it.”“But… I can— I’ll pay you back, of course,” she said quickly, moving a bit closer.Then Damien leaned back, resting his hand over his knee. His voice was calm, unwavering. “No need.”Immediately Sophia furrowed her brows. “But it was a lot. I insist—”“It’s fine,” he said, cutting her off gently. “It’s just a gesture. A little thank you.”She tilted her head. “Thank you? For what?”Damien’s gaze turned toward the door briefly, as if recalling the chaos of the night before. “Fo
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty
At that moment Damien’s hand hovered for a moment over the King of Herbs, his eyes locked on its quiet, radiant glow. A soft breath escaped him—a sigh of relief, After everything, he got it. The rarest of the rare. The kind of thing wars had started over. And it was his now.Then he placed it back inside the protective case and locked it away.**London was seated, facing the window with a bright smile on his face, knowing fully well how Damien would be dealt with very soon, and Sophia won't have any other choice then to come bag on her knees, then he's going to teach her a good learn then.Without wasting anymore time he brought out his phone wanting to call Winston when his phone suddenly ring.At moment his eyebrows pushed up when he saw who was calling.The phone was already pressed to his ear, the tension in his neck making the veins visible beneath his skin. His jaw clenched as he listened to the hushed voice on the other side of the call. It was the man he had assigned to monit
