“You agree, then?” Peter regarded Dustin disdainfully with his arms folded.
“Of course.” Dustin nodded. “Since you look so confident. I’m curious to see how good you are. However, I hope you don’t regret your promise later.”
“Good. I’ll show you how lacking your traditional medicine is compared to modern medicine!” Peter smirked smugly. He pulled a vial of green liquid from his case and explained. “See this? This is the newest antidote my
team developed. Within thirty minutes, the patient will wake up again.”
“Good luck.” Dustin’s response was simple.
“Look closely. This is the power of science!” Peter exclaimed before slowly injecting the green drug into
Hector’s body.
After ten minutes, the unconscious man began to react. Sweat beaded Hector’s forehead, his limbs began warming up, and the blue discoloration in his skin began to recede as his condition began to improve.
“It’s working! It’s working!”
Jessica and Ruth were over the moon to see the changes.
As expected of a leading medical professor from abroad, the effects of such a small action were amazing.
“Do you see this, Rhys? This is Dr. Peter’s skills. One vial was enough to deal with a complicated issue your couldn’t deal with!” Quentin grinned.
“That’s just a temporary fix. It won’t fix the root cause.” Dustin replied indifferently.
“You sure are as stubborn as a mule!” Quentin humphed.
“Western medicine is all about science while traditional medicine is nothing but tricks. How could you ever win?” Peter grinned smugly.
“You’re incredible, Dr. Peter!” Jessica praised.
“What do you think, Jessica? The person I asked for help is good, isn’t he?” Trent smiled softly.
“Thank you so much, Trent. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Jessica lowered her head.
“Don’t mention it. We’re a family, after all.” Trent waved her off. “The annual family gathering is tomorrow. As the head of the family, Hector will have to host the event, so make sure he takes care of himself.”
“I will.” Jessica nodded her head.
“Hey, Rhys! It’s time to keep up your end of the bargain!” Quentin yelled. “From today onwards, you’re a liar who can’t ever practice medicine again. Got it?”
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don’t know who the winner is yet. Aren’t you speaking too soon?” Dustin retorted.
“Just look at the evidence. Are you trying to go back on your word?” Quentin sniggered.
“Open your goddamn eyes and see how your uncle is doing.” Dustin gestured with his chin.
Chapter 447
“Huh?”
Quentin turned around to see that Hector’s condition had worsened. His skin, which had seen some improvement earlier, had turned blue once more.
“Why is this happening? Hasn’t he been cured?” Quentin paled.
“Dr. Peter, what’s happening?” Jessica frowned, her earlier happiness quickly turning back to worry.
“That’s odd. He was fine just now.” Peter noted, puzzled. “Maybe the dosage was too low. Let me inject another vial.” He pulled out another vial from his case and administered the drug once more.
The results were the same. After a temporary improvement, Hector’s skin and lips would turn blue and purple. and his limbs would turn stiff again. Instead of improving, his condition seemed to worsen further. “Dr. Peter, didn’t you say that everything was fine? Why is this happening?”
