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?

twitched as he swirled around to glare at Emrys. “What a rude brat! Which

to tamp down his frustration, so Emrys‘ comment served as the perfect trigger for him to unleash his

at which he was employed, Elliot

he said that,

Slap!

backward and hollered angrily, “Mr.

Thomas who

Emrys hadn’t asked

you if you dare to be rude to Mr.

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