Elliot was shell–shocked.

Lucas quickly apologized, “Dr. Quick, my dad didn’t slap you on purpose. It was a reflexive action out of pain.”

Elliot could not express his anger outwardly at his patient, so he was left with no other choice but to accept the apology despite feeling resentful inside.

He refuses to drink the medicine or let me massage him. How am I going to treat him? Am I going to fail this time?

“Is that all?” Emrys finally spoke up, sarcasm in his voice. “You seemed arrogant, so I assumed you could treat Old Mr. Sunderland. But now it’s obvious that you are utterly useless.”

Useless?

as he swirled around to glare at Emrys. “What

tamp down his frustration, so Emrys‘ comment served as

hospital at which he was employed, Elliot would use his influence in the traditional medicine industry

soon as he said that, a crisp

Slap!

backward and hollered angrily,

who had

hadn’t asked him to be

you if you

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