Love At The Wrong Table

Last time, after taking one of Emmanuel’s longevity pills, he felt twenty years younger and even regained a bit of his long-lost manly vigor. So, he dreamed of having another one. Now, when Emmanuel called him, he immediately put aside all his tasks and delegated the upcoming surgeries to his disciples. Regardless, he was determined to meet Emmanuel in person, either to get the medicine or to seek some advice on medicinal formulas.

“I’m unaware, Mr. Lowe. Shall I go over and take a look?”

“But Dr. Doncaster doesn’t allow anyone to enter at will.”

Hearing this, Rob chuckled proudly. “Oh, Finnian, you say. He wouldn’t dare defy me, assure you that.”

That was exactly what Emmanuel wanted to hear. He provoked, “Very well, Dr. Rob, le have a friendly exchange today and see who can cure these special patients. Your disciple lost to me last time. Let’s see if you can regain some dignity for him this time.”

Emmanuel did it deliberately, but little did he expect the esteemed doctor to be so chill, unlike his disciple in competitiveness. He directly admitted defeat, saying, “Oh, I’m no match for you, Mr. Lowe! But I’d like to see what kind of illness this is and witness your skills firsthand. So, let’s study it together. No competition, no comparison. Don’t think about bullying this old man!”

in modern medicine be so timid?! Then again,

group of eight.

a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing thick glass

what brings you here?” Though puzzled, he quickly greeted his teacher, who brought a group of people

hospital received a batch of special radiation patients. You cure

had many related industries. If he wasn’t given

concern, sir, but

Smith interrupted. “Radiation isn’t a virus; how could it be contagious? Who taught you medicine? My teacher wouldn’t produce such

Emmanuel quite liked this guy because

so if you had seen those patients, Smith.”