Everyone there was shocked.
"Poisoned?" Ms Anne repeated, confused. "What rubbish are you even talking about? I've examined and treated him for awhile now but there never was a sign of any poison! So what nonsense are you spilling!" James snapped. "There's been tests and all and no sign of poison so...what do you mean?" Ms Anne calmly questioned. "I told you ma'am that this crippled here is a Swindler! How could you trust him? He has no medical qualifications. He is just spilling trash!" James continued "Poison? What a joke! A professional like me has checked the kid and nothing like that!" James said feeling proud of himself. He felt that this person was trying to steal his spot to get Ms Anne's attention. So he had to drive him out. Dave didn't even bother talking to defend himself or whatever. Dave just took a scalpel and stared at the young boy's hand for a while. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" James questioned "How dare you think you can use that at will? You unskilled brat!" Dave, when he found the spot, ran the scalpel through the kid's right elbow side. Immediately blood started spilling. He took a fabric and cleaned a bit of the blood and then showed it to the people around. Including James. Everyone was stunned as they stared at the blood on the fabric turned black. Deep black and creepily oily. "You can come and confirm if it's poison or not, Mr Professional" That was all Dave needed to say to prove his point! James only stood there staring at it. Even if one was blind, They could still tell this was poison! But James couldn't even find it no matter how many tests he ran. He was instantly speechless and humiliated at the moment. He had been blabbing all the time, not knowing he was the one who was wrong! "Poison? How's that possible...?" Ms Anne was speechless as he looked at James "How didn't you find it?" She questioned James. But he couldn't answer. He simply closed his mouth. Dave continued. He made the cut a bit bigger as he watched the blood spill out and go black. And then he took an acupuncture pin and placed it over the boy's shoulder. "How can you let the blood waste like that? The kid is going to die if this continues!" James snapped. He was still trying to make Dave look bad and unskilled. But it didn't seem to be working anymore. Dave casually watched the blood spill for awhile as he announced "Ms Anne, could you please donate your blood. So we could transfer it in while also letting out this blood?" "Rubbish!" James snapped! "That's unprofessional and unskilled of you. How do you not know that's it unethical to do such acts?" "You are the unethical fool, shut up right now!" Ms Anne suddenly snapped at James "You had the chance but you all did nothing but make his condition worse. And here you still have the mouth to talk about unskilled and unprofessional?" Anne continued "I think you should help everyone here by shutting your mouth unless I'll tear those useless mouth out for you!" James held his mouth, shocked. "If he thinks he's so professional, then he can actually step forward and continue" Dave stared at James. James didn't dare do so. He knew he couldn't do anything. He couldn't humiliate himself any further. "We'll proceed as you say" Ms Anne agreed. She had already gained trust for Dave based on what she was seeing him do. She was getting impressed by this man. Ms Anne's blood was being transferred to Gabriel while his poisoned blood was being let out. It had taken some time before Dave stopped the letting of the poisoned blood. And he casually stopped this spilling blood by removing the acupuncture pin he had placed on Gabriele's shoulder. When the bleeding stopped, he treated the opening professionally. And then also stopped Ms Anne's blood transmission. With that done, Dave performed his last trick. He had gotten out some acupuncture pins and placed them strategically besides the collarbones of the young boy. With that done, he slowly watched as the kid's colour return. He wasn't pale anymore but his colour was healthy. This left everyone there speechless. Especially someone amongst the nurses who knew the value of what he did. "This skill... I never thought I'd ever see it in my life!" The Male nurse exclaimed. "What skill is this?" A female nurse inquired. "It's a rejuvenation spike skill! And it automatically brings one back to his fresh state in a short time!" The Male nurse continued "I heard it's a master skill that not everyone could ever master. Even if they practiced for a lifetime!" Everyone there was simply impressed. Especially Ms Anne who stared with a smile. They had all simply witnessed a miracle. At the moment, Dave caught a glimpse at Ms Anne and noticed something strange. there was something floating on her head like a System bar which read: {FAVOURABILITY: 20%} He didn't understand what it meant but he casually overlooked it since the System said nothing. Maybe it was just a System prop. Dave didn't even bother commenting on their praise on his skills, but rather he knew he had something else to clear "And while I was treating the kid, I noticed that someone else had run some tests on him a while ago" He said. Dave said looking at James "And there was only one person who did so. So I'm guessing it was only you who did so" "And what are you trying to say?" James asked. Dave smiled "That the person who did so had actually done a great and professional job sustaining the kid before I arrived" Dave knew about the fact that James had pushed the blame on the nurse. He knew this from the information gotten from the system. So he wished to help the nurse now. "Of course it was me alone! I'm the only professional around here and did it all alone! Why would I let anyone help me out" James said proudly. At least he would get that glory with a good impression from Ms Anne. But he forgot he had blamed a nurse for actually touching Gabriel before. But then Dave smiled "Just kidding. The person did a terrible job and made the situation worse. Which led to the kid's worsening condition. And I guess you did it. It speaks volumes of your unskilled nature" Dave said as he rolled his wheelchair backwards. Anne was speechless as she stared at James "So you were the one who made my brother's condition worse and you blamed it on someone else?" "Well no... It's not like that..." He tried explaining himself but to no avail. Anger was in Anne's eyes and James was sure she was gonna make him pay now! Dave smiled as he opened the door. He said "Stay with the kid, he'll vomit the last dirty blood in a few minutes, and then he'll be completely healed" Dave instructed as he stepped out of the room. He wasn't going to get involved with the drama that would happen. But as soon as he stepped out of the room and into the corridor, his system beeped and he saw a message pop up! [Beep!] [Congratulations on Successfully accomplishing your first mission] [Now get your reward!] [1000 coins added to your Wallet!]Latest Chapter
598: Signed with words.
Dave picked up the documents and carefully began reading through them.He didn’t rush the process. Instead, he took his time, going through each page with quiet focus, making sure every detail was exactly as it should be. His expression remained calm and composed, giving nothing away about what he was thinking.Across the table, Mr. Yale sat silently.He watched Dave without interrupting, his gaze fixed on the documents in Dave’s hands. There was a subtle tension in his posture, a kind of quiet unease that he couldn’t fully hide. The weight of everything that had happened lingered heavily in the air between them.After a while, Dave finally placed the documents down.He didn’t sign them immediately.Instead, he leaned back slightly and looked directly at Mr. Yale.“If you had an issue with me,” Dave began calmly, “you should have come to me directly.”His tone was steady—not harsh, but firm enough to carry meaning.“There are many ways to compete with someone,” he continued. “Healthy
597: Settlement
Mr. Yale didn’t give up.After the failed phone call, he knew he couldn’t afford to wait any longer. Time was no longer on his side, and every passing moment only brought him closer to the deadline that had been set for him.So he made a decision.If Dave wouldn’t come to him—Then he would go to Dave.Without hesitation, Mr. Yale made his way to Dave’s apartment. The journey there felt longer than it actually was, his mind filled with anxiety, fear, and desperation. By the time he arrived, he was already worn out—not physically, but mentally.Still, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.A few seconds later, the door opened.Dave stood there.Calm, composed, and completely unbothered.He looked at Mr. Yale briefly, his gaze scanning him from head to toe before settling on his face.“What are you doing here?” Dave asked casually.Mr. Yale took a breath, clearly trying to steady himself.“I came to see you,” he said. “Since you said you were busy earlier… I decided to come in pers
596: Set Plan
“That’s the only way I can even consider sparing you,” Mr. Dan said with a sigh. His tone was calm, but there was no softness in it. “It’s as simple as that.”He paused briefly, his gaze fixed on Mr. Yale.“Because I cannot stand to look thieves like you in the face,” he added coldly. “You disgust me.”Those words cut deeply.Mr. Yale lowered his head slightly, his expression strained as he tried to process everything. His mind raced, searching for an easier way out—something that would not cost him everything he had taken.“Please…” he said again, his voice filled with desperation. “I’ll pay the fine. I’ll do that. Just… please consider it. I’ll make it up to you in any way you want.”But Mr. Dan immediately scoffed.“It seems you’re still not taking this seriously,” he replied.There was a sharp edge to his voice now.“I’ve already told you what you need to do.”He leaned slightly forward, his eyes narrowing.“I’m giving you three days,” he said firmly. “Three days to return everyth
595: Condition
“Please… forgive me!”Mr. Yale’s voice trembled as he remained on his knees, his hands slightly raised as though reaching for something he could no longer grasp.“It was a mistake—a careless mistake! I didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” he continued desperately. “Please, just forgive me! I’ll pay for everything. I’ll fix it. I’ll do anything you want—anything at all!”His words came out in a rush, one after the other, as though he feared that if he paused, he might lose the little chance he believed he still had.“Please… just forgive me,” he repeated again, his voice lowering. “You’re already safe now… nothing happened in the end… so please…”He kept going, trying different angles, different tones—pleading, explaining, promising.But none of it worked.Mr. Dan wasn’t listening.Not even a little.He sat calmly on the bed, watching Mr. Yale with an expression that was almost unreadable at first glance. Then, slowly, a faint smile appeared on his face—but there was no warmth in it
594: Pleading
Dave handled the treatment with complete professionalism.From the moment he stepped in, there had been a noticeable difference in the atmosphere. The earlier chaos had gradually been replaced by a more controlled and focused rhythm. Every instruction he gave was clear. Every movement he made was deliberate.Time passed steadily.The tension in the room remained, but it was no longer driven by confusion—it was driven by anticipation.And then, after what felt like a long and exhausting process, it was finally over.After about an hour, Dave completed the procedure.He stepped back slightly, removing his gloves with calm precision before disposing of them properly. Without rushing, he moved toward the sink and washed his hands thoroughly, his expression composed as though everything that had just happened was well within his control.The room remained quiet.The doctors and nurses watched him, some of them still processing everything they had just witnessed. There was relief in their e
593: Kicked out
Shock and silence filled the room.The tension that had already been building reached its peak as every single person present turned their attention toward the entrance. For a moment, no one moved. No one spoke.They all stared.Dave had just walked in.He moved forward calmly, as though the chaos in the room meant nothing to him. His steps were steady, unhurried, and completely controlled. There was no sign of panic in his expression—only a quiet confidence that stood in sharp contrast to the disorder around him.A faint smile rested on his face.His gaze swept across the room briefly before settling on Mr. Yale.Their eyes met.And in that moment, the difference between them was clear.Mr. Yale looked shaken.Dave did not.“What the hell are you doing here?” Mr. Yale demanded, his voice sharp but lacking its earlier authority. “How did you even get in here?”Dave tilted his head slightly, his smile remaining.“Is that really what you should be asking right now?” he replied calmly.H
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