The Miracle Doctor: Return Of The Convict

CHAPTER 4

A KING FROM JAIL

Ethan looked at the guy in front of him.

“Who sent you here?” He asked the guy.

Thomas did not respond. Instead, he dipped his hand into the pocket of his suit and took out a small white piece of paper and stretched it forth to Ethan.

Ethan took the paper and stared at the writings on it for a while. He looked up at Thomas. Thomas winked, nodded, and smiled at Ethan.

Ethan nodded and heaved a sigh. Thomas understood the nod and opened the car door. Ethan simply walked in and sat down. Thomas closed the door after him and ran to the driver's side. He sat down and set the car in motion.

Thomas drove for just ten minutes; thanks to the siren he had on his car, the road was always cleared for him.

The drive was in absolute silence as Ethan stared at his phone while Thomas drove.

Soon, the car drove into a big house in an estate. Ethan looked through the windows and could not help but admire the beauty and camaraderie of the house. Thomas pulled over in the middle of the driveway, and soon, a guard at the gate came to open the door for Ethan. Ethan stepped out of the car and looked around. Thomas came down from the car and led the way inside.

Ethan followed him with his bundle in his hand.

Thomas led him through a hallway and then climbed a staircase together with him.

They then took another corridor till they entered a big room.

The place was like an apartment on its own, and Ethan could not help but wonder in awe how big the place was.

However, Ethan did not especially like the smell of the place. It was like the place had been a dumpster before it was cleaned, and he could easily smell that. Thomas opened a door to another room, and that was when Ethan got to know where that smell was coming from: the room.

The room was actually a bedroom, and on the bed lay a skinny man with a sore and swollen leg.

The pungent smell made saliva form in Ethan’s mouth, but he tried hard to swallow it. The smell was irresistible, but he kept his composure and sneezed. Thomas stopped and made a quick bow to the man on the bed.

“He is here, sir,” Thomas told the old man.

The man had already seen them, and by this time, he was already sitting on the bed.

Ethan was quick to notice how strong the man was.

Thomas left the room and left Ethan alone with the man.

“I knew you would come. Eric told me you would come.” The man on the bed said with a smile,

Ethan understood everything the man on the bed was saying.

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Ethan had followed the instructions of Mr Blackwood for a year already, and as of now, he was able to heal almost all the diseases he could come across.

Unfortunately, Mr Blackwood was already weak and dying. He had confided in Ethan that he was having severe kidney damage and was already on the verge of dying before being brought to prison.

Ethan knew there was nothing he could do, so he took it as a responsibility to cater to his master till he died.

Before death, Mr Blackwood spent about ten minutes talking to Ethan.

“My brother has a disease on his leg. It is sore. With the skills you have now, you can easily cure it within three days.

When you successfully leave here, he will know and will send his men to come pick you up. Please do well to go and heal him for me.

That is the only thing I want from you. When his men come to you, they will call you “YOUR MAJESTY”. That is the only method of identification and confirmation for you.

Please help him when you go out….” Mr Blackwood told Ethan this a few hours before his death later in the day.

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Ethan also noticed the striking resemblance between Mr Blackwood and the man.

“I am sorry for your loss." That was all Ethan could say back to the man. Referring to Mr Blackwood.

“Oh. Don't bother; we all knew he wasn't going to make it out of the den alive. He was a great guy, but it was just his fate,” the man said and smiled.

Ethan only nodded and walked closer to the man.

“Anyway, my name is Eric Blackwood. I suppose you are Ethan, right?” Eric asked with a smile.

Ethan realised that the man was very funny, just as his brother had said.

“Yes, sir. I am,” Ethan replied.

He got a lot closer and observed the bandaged wound on the man’s leg.

“Do you mind if I take off the bandage?” He asked Eric.

The foul smell from the wound was making him feel like vomiting, and he was trying so hard to resist that urge.

He got the approval needed and took off the bandage of the wound.

He quickly stood up from where he was squatting and looked back.

He was obviously trying to hide the discomfort he felt from the stench from the wound. He looked back at it and heaved a sigh.

“I would need to get some things for this. Do you have anybody who can get it for me?” Ethan asked the man. The man nodded and pressed a small bell on his bed. In about three seconds, Thomas walked inside.

“I was summoned, sir,” Thomas said as he walked in.

“Hello, Thomas. I would need some things. Can I get a pen and a paper, please?” Ethan requested.

Thomas simply dipped his hand into one side of the suit and took out a pen. And then the other, and got a piece of paper. He handed them over to Ethan. Ethan took them and thoughtfully wrote something on the paper.

“Get me the things on the paper as fast as you can.” Ethan said as he handed the paper over to Thomas.