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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

“What are you talking about?” The man blinked twice and looked away. “I don't know unless you tell me the person who paid you to frame me,” Adrian said in a cold and firm tone. The man looked up and glanced at his face then looked away quickly. “How did this cripple doctor know too much?” He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer. He couldn't get the reason why Adrian was able to uncover his flaws within seconds just after touching his hand and checking his pulse. Adrian smirked discreetly when he noticed the look on the old man's face. He knew what the old man was hiding. What the man didn't know was that he wasn't only a local doctor but he was a smart one indeed. The man admitted to the claims that he changed the prescription but he didn't tell anyone who told him to change the prescription. The man does not know the medical field so he couldn't change the drugs anyhow. And besides, he was desperate. It could be whether he was convinced to change the prescription or som

“You'll burn down my burn for what? What have I done wrong? So it's my fault treating you,” Adrian said in a calm tone. He remained indifferent and unfazed. He didn't care. He was ready for whatever that was going to happen because he knew that the illness should have healed up by then. “Don't give us that crap. It seems you don't care about your life, huh?” one of those men asked with an angry look on his face. “I do but you have to give me a few details before you can conclude that I'm sent to him or whatever.”“Or is this how you're going to treat me even after treating you for free?” Adrian asked in an annoyed tone and they scoffed. “That's the main reason why I'm suspicious of you. Who else gives medicine for free in this recession, huh?” The man spoke up in a harsh tone and he took a deep breath. Adrian bit on his lower lips and clenched into his crutches then approached the man, who glared at him disdainfully. “What are you doing?” One of those men asked and surrounded th

The next day, he opened his eyes as his alarm blared out loudly. He groaned out with a frustrated look on his face and reached out to the alarm on the table then put it off. “Why do you have to disturb me, huh?” He asked and stood up from the bed. He yawned and rubbed his hand on his eyes. He reached out to the crutches on the floor and clenched them close to himself. “Ahh…” he grunted out in pain as he struggled to climb down from the bed with the crutches. He limped toward the nightstand where his phone was ringing. He reached out to it and picked it up from the nightstand. He rested his arm on crutches and swiped through the phone with his right hand. He arched his eyebrows with a confused look on his face as he stared at the caller ID, which turned out to be Chloe. Why is she talking to him? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. He took a deep breath and picked the call then placed the phone close to his ears. “Hello,” he spoke up in his cold tone. “Hello,

“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