Logan looked up at Ray and commanded, " Get me the blue veil lotus and mugwort root!" Ray blinked, not understanding what Logan meant. " There are traditional herbs!" Magnus explained, which made others wonder why Logan would need traditional herbs for treatment. Doctor Wally didn't dare to say anything more, but Doctor Parker remarked disdainfully, " Traditional herb to treat a rare condition like this?! Ah, so mediocre!" Instantly, something chilly pierced his back, causing his eyes to dilate! Logan's tone was cold and emotionless. " I don't have to entertain you. If you can save him, I won't mind leaving now...." Doctor Parker bit his lips, taking back his words..Humiliated, he lowered his eyes to hide the glint of resentment in them. If he could save Casper, he wouldn't be in this situation right now. Ray didn't waste time and quickly skipped out of the ward to get what Logan had requested. " I heard the blue veil lotus is difficult to find. It's a rare herb tha

Doctor Harvey turned to him, asking, " What do you mean.?" " This is an ancient technique that involves immense precision and energy! It is called the six point purge! This technique allows for an acupuncturist to draw out blood or any object from a person through vomiting without causing any harm!" He explained, shaking his head as his face laced with admiration for Logan. Indeed, looks can be deceiving! Doctor Parker realized the uniqueness of the technique and praised Logan! " He is really a master!" Instantly, they moved closer to Logan, bombarding him with various questions relating to medicine. They had thought they were the best, but seeing what Logan had done, it was obvious they were just learners. How foolish had they been to look down on him earlier?! Taking in what was happening, Doctor Wally was close to becoming crazy! He couldn't believe it! " No, this isn't true at all!" He started struggling from the strong grip of the guards! " Let me go! I want to

Amelia and Damien’s bodies were thrown hard onto the cobblestone road in front of the grand iron gate. Two guards dressed in black with gladiator-like builds had just tossed them out mercilessly. Dust dirtied Amelia’s expensive clothes, while Damien’s white shirt was torn at the sleeve.“Never set foot here again!” one of the guards roared before slamming the gate shut with a loud clang.Amelia stood up in a clumsy motion, her face flushed red with a mix of humiliation and boiling anger. Her usually neat hair was disheveled, and her makeup slightly smudged with dust. “This is all Logan’s fault!” she shouted, brushing her skirt roughly. “All of this is because of that loser!”Damien rose as well, wincing in pain. His knee was scraped, and blood glistened at the corner of his lip. As a man accustomed to luxury who had never endured such rough treatment, he felt utterly insulted. “I hate him!. Why were they so angry just because we mentioned Logan’s name? He’s just a poor dishwasher wi

As the car door closed and the sedan pulled away from the ruined courtyard, the neon lights of the city flickered across Logan’s calm face. He leaned back in his seat, eyes fixed outside the window, while Magnus sat opposite, sneaking glances as if trying to peel away his layers.Neither spoke for a time. The hum of the engine filled the silence. For Magnus, it was a silence filled with calculation. For Logan, it was a silence filled with certainty.The city skyline loomed ahead, its towers glowing like watchful sentinels. And somewhere within that city, the next chapter of their confrontation was waiting—at a restaurant where charm, veiled words, and subtle daggers would clash long before fists or blades ever did.The restaurant Magnus chose was hidden away from the city’s noise—private booths, dim lighting, and an atmosphere soaked in exclusivity. Expensive wine gleamed in crystal glasses, and the soft hum of a violin in the corner completed the illusion of calm.Magnus sat opp

Logan stared at Samantha’s flushed face for a few seconds before standing up and strolling toward the large window, which was draped with a golden muslin curtain. The curtain swayed from side to side as Samantha's gaze followed Logan’s figure.“Leave it to me,” Logan said, pausing before the muslin curtain and placing both his hands behind him.Samantha pressed her lips together, feeling a sense of reluctance in her heart. She didn't want Logan to fight for her alone, but she nodded in agreement nonetheless.After that, neither of them spoke. The silence between them grew more tense, each lost in their own thoughts.Just as Logan proceeded to turn away from the window side, Samantha’s lips quivered, parting them slowly. ‘’ Is this why you claim you want to protect me?’’ She suddenly inquired, her curiosity heightening at this moment. This was something that had been running through her mind ever since Logan refused her offer of friendship the second time, and she couldn't stop r