Holding the key in his hand, James scrutinized it. “What does the treasure chest unearthed from the ancient tomb of the Prince of Orchid at the border of the Southern Plains have to do with the Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge?” James muttered silently. He believed it was not a coincidence that Scarlett had bumped into him while having the key on her. He had been trailing a murderous intent he sensed when he encountered Scarlett. However, the murderous intent disappeared when he reached the underground parking lot. It was there where he met Scarlett. He was sure she was not the one with the murderous intent. James believed someone else had arranged for it. He had been watching on the sidelines since the beginning of the grave robbery. He exterminated everyone and instructed Scarlett to bring the key to Cansington and to allow the box to be carried away all over the place. Whew! James took a deep breath. The first step to getting to the bottom of this was to l

The security guard gave him passage. James pushed the door open. The Callahans gathered in the hallway of the hospital. Wearing worried expressions, they paced back and forth. James approached them and asked, “What happened?” With a tearful voice, Thea explained, “We don’t know either. A bunch of people appeared out of nowhere and started to stir up trouble. They said someone died in our hospital and demanded compensation. Now that they’ve made a big scene, even the reporters have made their way here. We had no choice but to close the hospital temporarily.” Lex was on the phone. He was calling some big shots to help resolve the crisis. “You reek of alcohol. Why are you here? Are you here to cause more trouble for us?” Gladys rebuked James upon smelling a whiff of alcohol on him. “Dad, grandpa, this is bad. There are now more people outside. They’re saying there’s something’s wrong with our medicine.” Tommy ran in in a panic. He lost his footing and collapsed to the fl

James stood and turned to look at Thea. “You’re the chairman. Order the finance department to pay the compensation.” “James, w-what…” Thea was at a loss. She thought James would resolve the problem. However, after his posturing and empty words, he was now advising the Callahans to pay up. An angry rebuke came from inside the building, “What are you doing, James? Ten million dollars? Are you kidding me? I wouldn’t be surprised if you colluded with these people to swindle money out of the Callahans.” It was Gladys. James whispered in Thea’s ear, “There’s something wrong with the medicine.” “H-How can you be sure this medicine was prescribed by us? What if someone’s trying to frame us?” Thea glanced at James. If they paid compensation before getting to the bottom of this incident, would it not be equivalent to acknowledging their mistake? James said, “Listen to me. Appeasing the family of the deceased is our top priority. As long as we pay compensation and calm them down, ev

“Holy, is he that impressive?” “Seems like it.” “He’s the true God of medicine. He’s even better than Dr. Fallon.” The onlookers were in a heated discussion. They were especially stunned after finding out it was James who treated Thea. Meanwhile, James continued treating his patients. A fifty-year-old woman approached him. Taking her seat, she took off her hat. Wearing a mean look, she snarled, frothing at the mouth, “My head hurts. After eating your medicine, I lost most of my hair.” “Quiet,” James snapped. To keep them in check, James had to raise his voice. As expected, the woman who was shrieking fell silent. “Extend your arm.” She extended her arm. James took her pulse. Then, he said, “This has been a chronic problem of yours. You’ve had this headache and insomnia for more than a decade. It was these that led to your hair loss. What does your condition have to do with us? How about this? I’ll prescribe medicine to you for free. I guarantee your conditio

“I thought someone died in Eternality Hospital. “ “I thought something was wrong with the medicine.” “Tsk, it was all an act.” “How shameless of them.” Disinterested, the crowd dispersed. In the hallway of Eternality Hospital, Gladys rebuked James, “What are you doing? That was the perfect advertisement opportunity. Now, you’ve ruined it all. What do you mean by a publicity stunt? Does this look like one to you?” James took a seat and lit a cigarette. Lex asked, “What’s going on, James? Did you really arrange for this?” “Arrange?” James’ face darkened. “How would I have the time for this? With so many things going wrong all at once, does this look like a publicity stunt to you? If we don’t say so, do we admit something was wrong with our medicine? Do you know how much damage that would cost us if the media got to the bottom of this?” Tommy stepped forward and said, “Are you trying to say something was wrong with our medicine?” James nodded. “Most likely.” Tommy