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Getting to his medical centre which was progressing well, he entered the large shop and sat down inside one of his offices after responding to the greeting of some of his workers in his centre. His medical centre has gained popularity over the last few months as different clients of different illnesses kept getting healed for free with his medical. While some of them were ungrateful and never came back to appreciate him, most of them came back and rewarded him handsomely, promising to grow his medical centre. For that reason, he kept doing what he loved the best. Saving lives and restoring hope. He dropped the crutches on the table after sitting on the swivel chair in his office. He let out a soft sigh as he stared at the numerous paper work on his table. Some small medical businesses have been coming to him with different business proposals but he wasn't particularly interested or impressed by any of them because most of their systems and transactions weren't pure and transparent.

Getting to his bus stop, Adrian alighted from the cab holding his crutches very close to him. He pushed his hand into his pocket, brought out some cash, and handed it over to the driver who collected it from him with a warm smile on his face. “Have a nice day sir,” the driver said excitedly and drove out speedily without waiting for his response. Adrian shook his head with a sigh and headed to the street that led to his small home. He entered his compound and went straight to his bedroom. He slumped hard on the bed putting the crutches beside him. He released an exasperated sigh. He was exhausted due to the work he did earlier on the pregnant woman. Although it seemed as though he didn't do much when he was with the lady, the practice took a lot of energy from him and that made him very tired at the moment. He rested for about three hours before getting himself back. He reached out to the crutches on the table and walked out of the house with the support of them. He entered a sma

The young man took a deep breath and his body trembled involuntarily as soon as the thought crossed his mind. His breathing quickened and his heart skipped a bit. He held the necklace firmly in his hand and sighed deeply, trying to control his breath that seemed out of control. He snapped out of his thoughts when the elderly woman in the house called out for his attention. He glanced at the empty room before pushing the necklace inside his pocket with so much care. He rushed into the small house of the elderly woman. “Hope all is well with my wife,” he demanded with a concerned look on his face. “Yes. All is well. She just needs to rest for a few hours and she'll be ready to leave the house,” she said and he smiled in satisfaction. “Can I go and see her now?” He asked and she nodded her head affirmatively. After getting her permission, he walked into the small room and a soft smile spread across his face as soon as his gaze landed on his wife who was smiling brightly at him. “How

Adrian stood there and stared at them speechless for a while, unaware of what to say. The pregnant woman kept crying on the bed that she was placed inside. He took a deep breath and made the decision. Although he had no experience in helping pregnant women deliver, he had read quite a lot of local techniques that could help pregnant women give birth with ease without surgery. He nodded his head affirmatively, unable to endure the screams and pain of the pregnant woman who was wailing in pain. “ I will do it,” he said and held onto his crutches firmly as he limped into the room. “Thank you sir,” the young handsome man said respectfully but Adrian paid no attention to him. The elderly woman followed him into the small room. She pulled off the pregnant woman's skirt and turned to Adrian, who was staring down at the woman lost in thought. He snapped out of his thoughts and turned to the woman after staring at her closely. “If we're not careful I don't think she would be able to surviv

Dearest Gentle Readers, The author expresses sincere regret and disappointment for not being able to update the book as frequently as previously because of a variety of circumstances. From next month, the story will resume updates. You should expect intriguing and blockbuster scenes that you won't get tired of. Your token is acknowledged and valued for its use in this book. You're all wonderful. Thank you all, this author love you all. By Writer Rare Gem

“How could you do such a thing?” Adrian began to blame him and Daniel didn't like it. “Fine. I shouldn't have done such a thing but I have no choice,” Daniel said and Smith stared at him with a confused look on his face. “What do you mean? You have always had a choice. You made it so what are you saying about it?” He asked with an angry look on his face. “You won't blame me. Not like it's my fault anyway.”“If you'd listened to me when I told you to stop giving free meditation, I wouldn't have done such a thing but you didn't listen instead you ignored me,” Daniel said and he shrugged. “How could you do such a thing because of that, huh? What if that man went overboard and burned down this place just like he'd threatened?” Adrian half-yelled and he shook his head with a sigh. “Fine. I shouldn't have done it. And I'm very sorry. Please forgive me,” he said and Adrian scoffed. “Get the hell out of my face,” he said in a cold tone and Daniel nodded his head. “You won't forgive me w

“Young master is awake,” Smith heard a loud voice as soon as he regained consciousness, breathing heavily. He took a deep breath, trying to control his heart rate that was going beyond the limit.He looked up and his gaze landed on a beautiful young lady, who was standing by the door, dressed in a long blue attire, staring at him in shock. As soon as she snapped out of her thoughts and confirmed that he was alive, she ran out of the room screaming that he, the young master, was awake. “Young master?” He asked himself in a low tone with a confused look on his face. He stared at the room he found himself in and felt his jaw drop at the sight of the structure of the building. It was ancient and magnificent. It was far better than what he had ever seen before. “Where am I?” He asked himself quietly, unable to fathom why he was called a young master by a beautiful young lady who he hadn't seen before in his life. What could be happening? Although he was curious and eager to know what wa

Shirley came from the stage and walked toward Georgia with a bright smile on her face. “You did a great job out there,” Georgia said and they both clapped their hands against each other. They hugged each other and smiled happily. “You think so? I would have lost the last match if you hadn't interfered at the dead minute and advised me on what to do,” she said and she nodded her head in response. “Yes, you're right. But you did a great job to be able to defeat your first four opponents without much stress or effort. You deserve some accolades,” Georgia said and Shirley smiled proudly. “I guess my years of practice and dedication to training haven't gone in vain,” Shirley said and Georgia shook her head gently. “Yes, that's right. I hope I will get accepted into the Blossom Moonlight Sect as a disciple,” Georgia said in a low tone and Shirley nodded her head in response. “I believe you're going to become a disciple. You don't have to worry yourself. I believe in you,” Shirley said

Everyone stared at her momentarily, shocked by her decision to give up even though they believed she was an experienced fighter due to the analysis she made earlier. “Are you sure about your decision to give up?” Lady Mia asked in a clear tone, confused by her decision, and she nodded her head in response. “Yes, I'm certain. The thing is I can't fight,” she admitted without feeling ashamed. “Winning the combat isn't the only criteria to become a disciple in the Blossom Moonlight Sect, right?” She asked and Lady Mia nodded her head affirmatively. “Yes, you're right. You don't have to win the combat to become a disciple but the next criteria is more crucial and ruthless. Since that's what you want, I will grant you your wish.”“Xayne, you won,” lady Mia said in a calm tone and everyone turned to Georgia with a hateful gaze. “She's a scum!”“I thought she was an experienced fighter. I had no idea that she was a coward.”“To think I was looking forward to learning from her earlier is

Why this number of all numbers? She asked herself with a confused look on her face. She bit on her lower lips and ruffled her hair with a frustrated look on her face. She couldn't help but blame her luck for being against her. There was no way she could win a single fight not to talk of five to ten combat. She could only hope that combat wasn't the only requirement she had to pass to become a disciple in one of the most powerful and prestigious sects in the FAIRY TOWN. Georgia was worried that she had no chance to appreciate the beauty of the card she was carrying. The card was plain white with the number glowing with golden colour. Shirley chose the number fifty card. “Those with number one and two climb on the first arena. And those with three and fours second arena. Those with five and six should climb the third one till the fourth one.” She said and in a split second, different ladies climbed on their respective stages to fight their opponents. She paid attention to the first

Georgian brought out her phone and made research about locations that she could go and learn Cultivation. Luckily for her, she was able to come across a post on a dark website that showed her a great town that was in seclusion. The town was filled with a lot of female clans and sects that she could learn Cultivation from. The town was dominated by females and no male were allowed in the town without invitation. “I need to go to this town,” she muttered to herself, disregarding the fact that she would have to walk across thick forest to get there. On the 15th day of walking across a large forest and deadly area, she finally got to the town which was strangely silent. It was serene. She dropped down on the floor with a weak expression on her face as soon as her gaze landed on the tall banner that was placed outside the town. The banner had an ancient description written in golden ink that glowed dimly during the day. She wiped off the bead of sweat that formed on her forehead. She w

“What's wrong? Why are you not picking my call?” Sandra asked with a worried look on her face as she paced to and fro in the sitting room with her mobile phone in her hand. She bit on her lower lips as she took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. For whatever reason, she felt something bad had happened. She couldn't just shake the bad feeling she was having. She kept feeling uneasy and it was beginning to get under her skin. For the past five hours that he had left the house, he hadn't replied to her text or picked her call. She has been calling him nonstop for the past few minutes but he didn't respond. Smith doesn't behave like that in the past. She knew something must have happened to make him not reply to her text after a few hours. As much as she had hated to admit it, she prayed nothing happened to him. “I shouldn't have asked him to go and bring back my son. We could have just made another one,” she muttered in a low tone with a worried look on her face. She ruffl