Jonathan finally arrived in Pegasus City. He was quite astonished to see the towering high-rise buildings and the cacophony of honking horns. The aroma of food teased his hungry stomach.Amidst the hustle and bustle, Jonathan stood stiffly at a crossroads, torn between finding the address of the Buana family or looking for food first. But before he could take a step, a crowd of people caught his attention.He stared in the direction of the crowd forming a large circle.In the middle of the road, a middle-aged man was convulsing, foam coming from his mouth. The atmosphere was panicked. People just watched and exclaimed, not knowing what to do.Then, a handsome young man appeared, dressed neatly and wearing a shiny gold name tag."I'm Doctor Alexander from Pegasus City Affiliated Hospital," he said.Upon hearing there was a doctor, the crowd made way to facilitate treatment.Alexander was incredibly confident; he took out a syringe and injected the dying patient.Jonathan, who was obser

The atmosphere immediately fell silent.Jonathan agreed without hesitation. "Lead the way."A luxurious car took them to a large villa in the elite area of Pegasus City.The opulence of the house and the collection of antiques from around the world were everywhere.Jonathan looked at all this with raised eyebrows.They arrived in a spacious room filled with medical equipment and the scent of herbal concoctions. On the bed lay an old man with a pale face and labored breathing.Standing near the bed was a man with round glasses, wearing a long white robe with gold embroidery on the shoulders.This was Tabib Saputro, a legendary physician whose name was often heard even in the remote corners of the country.Tabib Saputro sighed, "His condition is very critical, and I am not confident I can cure him. If left any longer, his life will be in even greater danger."Lius Caresta, the son of the old man, looked panicked. Because Tabib Saputro was a renowned physician in Pegasus City, and now ev

Yorgi Buana sat down, picked up the tea that had just been brought by the head servant, and took a sip before fixing his gaze on Jonathan, who remained standing upright before him.In a tone that suggested he was bestowing charity, he said, "If you really need money, just name your price. How much to cancel this agreement? Five million? Ten million? I am generous enough to settle this amicably." Though his words were sweet, his heart harbored cunning.Jonathan stared back sharply, "I came here on my master's orders, not because I'm desperate for money.""Oh, of course," Yorgi sneered, slowly setting down his teacup. "But you show up here looking like this. Ragged clothes, a face covered in dust, demanding the fulfillment of a marriage promise like a beggar asking for alms. You're actually quite greedy!"Roselin looked at Jonathan with disgust, folding her arms across her chest to display her arrogance. "Your education is probably on par with a street sweeper's. Just who do you think y

Everyone entered the room with tense steps. The smell of medicine mixed with sweat and a thin thread of hope hanging in the air.On the bed, the old Mr. Caresta lay stiffly. The skin on his face was a pale ashen gray, his breath was almost inaudible, and his body was cold, as if his soul had already departed.Lius collapsed by the bedside, saying, "Father," his voice choked, tears streaming down his face. "Forgive me. I should have trusted Jonathan from the start. It's my fault for being late, I'm a foolish, unfilial son."The atmosphere became sorrowful. Winny couldn't bear to look at her grandfather's face. Meanwhile, Tabib Saputro himself stood dazed, feeling as if a thousand-kilogram weight was crushing his shoulders.Jonathan stepped slowly to the side of the bed. His breath was short and his tone carried a hint of annoyance as he said: "Move aside. He can still be saved. But if you keep crying like that, he really will die."Lius was startled, then quickly moved aside to make sp

Jonathan felt the item was too valuable and didn't want to accept it. He stood up and was about to leave. However, before he could go far, Lius's voice was heard. "Please take it, Mr. Jonathan!" he said, extending the Black Card that had been refused. His tone was calm and full of firmness.Jonathan looked at the card for the second time. The card was deep black with a gold logo that radiated an aura of exclusivity. A symbol of power and limitless access."I can't accept this," Jonathan said, his voice low but firm. "It's too much for a single life saved."Lius smiled, but behind that smile lay admiration, and with a tone of genuine respect, he said, "A single life? Not just any life, Mr. Jonathan. That was my father's life."Lius stepped forward. "In this world, nothing is more precious than family blood. What is the point of wealth if we lose the ones who raised us? You didn't just save my father. You saved the main pillar of my family, the continuation of our history. Therefore, ev