Cultivator God, Thanks to Beautiful CEO

Chapter 7

Melvin realized his strength, reflexes, and qi reserves had doubled in an instant. ‘Giving away material wealth opened my second meridian faster than days of focused meditation would have, The Dao of the Sovereign Divine Physician truly aligns with righteousness.’

Up on the second-floor glass balcony overlooking the main lobby, a tall, striking figure stood silently against the railing.

Evelyn Cross, dressed in her signature tailored suit, watched the entire scene unfold below. Her sharp, piercing eyes remained fixed on Melvin as he walked away, his posture relaxed yet radiating an unmistakable air of supreme confidence.

Her assistant, standing respectfully behind her, held a tablet detailing Melvin’s official medical background. "CEO Cross, according to hospital records, Melvin is merely a low-level intern who was blacklisted by Vice Director Victor Vance six months ago. He should be impoverished."

Evelyn did not answer immediately. She lightly touched her collarbone, where the dark heat-toxin had tormented her for years—toxin that Melvin had subdued with a single touch hours earlier.

"An impoverished intern who possesses miraculous medical arts, commands the respect of the Sterling Syndicate, and throws away a hundred thousand dollars to save a stranger's child without blinking?" Evelyn murmured, her cool lips curving into a rare, captivating smile.

"He isn't an intern," Evelyn said softly, her eyes flashing with keen intellect. "He is a hidden dragon. Make sure our meeting with him is prepared. The Cross Consortium will need a man like him for what is coming."

Within less than an hour, news of what had transpired in the VIP isolation suite spread like wildfire across every floor of Apex Medical Center.

The story was nothing short of unbelievable: Melvin, the impoverished intern who had been systematically blacklisted and pushed into the bottom tier of the hospital, had cured Chloe Sterling. He had accomplished in twenty minutes what Vice Director Victor Vance and a panel of chief specialists couldn't achieve in weeks.

In the breakrooms, nurses whispered in muted shock. In the administration offices, senior attending physicians frantically re-evaluated their stance on the blacklisted intern. The balance of power inside Apex Medical Center was shifting rapidly.

In a private ward on the third floor, Gavin Vance lay groaning on a hospital bed, his right leg encased in heavy bandages, his vital nerves severely damaged from Melvin’s quick counter-strike earlier that morning.

Standing near the door, Vanessa held her phone with trembling hands. She had just overheard two senior nurses discussing Melvin’s triumph—how he had earned the personal gratitude of Lady Beatrix Sterling, handed a $100,000 black card over to pay for a dying child's ICU treatment without blinking, and stood tall before the hospital directors.

Vanessa’s heart pounded violently against her ribs.

A hundred thousand dollars? The backing of the Sterling Syndicate?

She looked back at Gavin, who was whining in pain, his face pale and pathetic, complaining about the hospital food. Gavin was broken. His martial arts career was ruined, and his uncle Victor was currently hiding in his office in a panic. Gavin was no longer a golden ticket—he was dead weight.

No... this can't be happening! Vanessa thought frantically, cold sweat dripping down her back. Melvin was supposed to be a loser! He was supposed to rot in poverty forever! How did he suddenly become someone even the Sterlings bow to?

Panic and greed clawed at her soul. She remembered the five years Melvin had catered to her every whim, buying her meals, taking extra shifts just to buy her gifts, enduring her constant complaints. He had loved her unconditionally

‘He still loves me, He was just hurt yesterday! If I apologize, if I cry and tell him I was forced, he will take me back. He always takes me back!’ Vanessa convinced herself desperately, clutching her handbag tightly.

Without another glance at Gavin, Vanessa turned and rushed out of the ward toward the main hospital lobby.

The grand central lobby of Apex Medical Center was bustling with doctors, visiting specialists, and patients.

Melvin walked calmly across the polished marble floor toward the main exit, his posture straight, his eyes sharp and bright. Opening his second meridian had filled his body with a refined, magnetic aura. Every step he took radiated an effortless, quiet dominance that drew the eyes of everyone nearby.

"Melvin!"

A high-pitched, desperate cry echoed across the lobby.

Vanessa sprinted through the automatic doors, her eyes red-rimmed, tears flowing down her heavily made-up cheeks. She threw herself forward, reaching out frantically to grab Melvin's arm.

Melvin didn't even look back. With a subtle sway of his torso, he casually stepped aside.

Vanessa missed her grip entirely, stumbling forward and nearly crashing onto the hard tile floor. She barely caught her balance, gasping for breath as she turned to face him, her face a mask of grief and remorse.

"Melvin... oh god, Melvin, wait! Please!" Vanessa cried out, her voice loud enough to instantly draw the attention of dozens of doctors, nurses, and onlookers in the lobby.

Melvin stopped, turning around slowly. His expression was an unyielding wall of ice, his dark eyes looking down at her as if she were nothing more than a speck of dust on the road.

"What do you want, Vanessa?" Melvin asked, his tone flat and utterly devoid of emotion.

"Melvin, I was wrong! I was so wrong!" Vanessa wept, stepping closer with her hands clasped in prayer. "Yesterday... yesterday was a huge mistake! Gavin forced me! He threatened my job, he threatened to destroy my career at the hospital if I didn't go along with him!"

She tried to reach for his hand again, her voice trembling with manufactured agony. "I never loved him, Melvin! You know I only love you! We spent five years together... five years! You can't just throw all of that away because of one mistake! Please, forgive me... let's start over!"