I Am the Ruler of All

Sitting beside them, Blake Hemsworth, the president of the Cleapolis Acupuncture Society, joined in the conversation. "That's right! And besides, he claimed that he'd be using traditional acupuncture. I'd like to see how he's gonna perform acupuncture on the patient!"

Upon hearing his words, those medical bigwigs immediately chimed in, "That's right. I'm afraid nobody in Cleapolis can outdo Mr. Hemsworth when it comes to acupuncture skills!"

"Mr. Hemsworth, with your discerning eyes, you'll certainly be able to tell what that brat is capable of at a glance!"

Just then, Matt arrived at the scene as well. Folding his hands at the bigwigs, he said loudly, "Thank you everyone for taking time out from your busy schedule to come here. Today, we must strip the fame-seeking conman of his disguise so that he'll no longer be able to continue to commit fraud under the pretense of traditional medicine!"

As he spoke, the cameras kept flashing at the back of the crowd, just like during a press conference.

Ronald, the chairman of Foundation for Development of Traditional Medicine, asked, "Where is Mr. Felix Jacob? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Mr. Jacob can't join us today because he's got something else to deal with," Matt explained. "But if that brat fails to cure the patient, he'll definitely do everything he can to bring that d*mned charlatan to justice!"

In reality, Felix wasn't here because he didn't want to come head-to-head with Kingsley. The assassin he had hired last time had vanished without a trace. At such a critical moment, he dared not come head-to-head with Kingsley again. Therefore, he decided to give instructions from behind the scenes and let Matt execute the plan out there.

At this moment, Jeffred finally had everyone taken care of. Wiping his sweat away, he came up to Matt and whispered, "President Fox, are you trying to make Mr. Nicholson's medical skills famous all over the world, or are you trying to ruin him?" At first, he had thought that Matt had gone to the trouble of inviting these bigwigs for the purpose of seeking backing for his nephew-in-law. However, after hearing what Matt had said just now, he suddenly realized that something was amiss. It was clear that Matt was trying to ruin Kingsley!

Matt darted a look at him. "Mr. Church, this is none of your concern. I have my own plans!"

"It's not a question of whether or not this is my concern." Jeffred slapped his thigh right away. "As you can see, all the hospitals in Cleapolis have sent people here; even people from the military hospital are here! It's fine if you want to ruin Kingsley, but don't drag me into this!" he said while pointing at the onlookers on the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor who were leaning on the railings and looking down. Then, he continued with a sorrowful sigh, "Look! These people have nothing to do with this, but they're here to watch the event, and there are more of them than our hospital's patients and doctors combined! If there's any negative news coverage, won't I be implicated as well?!"

Matt patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I've talked to these reporters beforehand, so they won't vilify your hospital."

Upon hearing this, Jeffred finally put his mind at rest. "I-In that case, I'll have the patient brought over."

After Matt nodded assent, Jeffred called Larry, the head of the hospital's general surgery department, asking the latter to bring Joshua to the Sunshine Auditorium.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Joshua couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat in nervousness at the sight of the dense crowd before him. He had never faced such a situation before!

At the sight of this, Leroy bent down and comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, Dad. Mr. Nicholson will surely cure you of your illness. You have to trust him!"