The Prison King Returns

Miracle Doctor

Elias’s expression remained unchanged, but the doctor’s insults had begun to irritate him.

“I’m leaving,” he said flatly. “Argue among yourselves.”

He turned toward the door.

“Please!”

The word tore from Marcus’s throat.

Before anyone could react, the Warden of Blackstone dropped to his knees.

Vanessa froze. For a moment, she wondered if she was dreaming. Even the doctor stared at Marcus in disbelief as he lowered his head.

“Don’t listen to them,” Marcus pleaded hoarsely. “I know what you can do. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. If there’s even a one percent chance you can save her, I’ll take it.”

Vanessa stepped forward.

“Marcus, stand up! This is humiliating.”

“Enough!”

Marcus’s roar silenced the room.

Vanessa immediately stopped, and even the doctor stiffened. But when the physician opened his mouth to argue again, Marcus turned and slapped him across the face without hesitation.

The sharp sound echoed through the ward.

“Shut up!” Marcus barked. “This is my daughter. I decide who treats her.”

The doctor staggered backward, his face burning with anger.

“You’ll regret this,” he hissed.

Marcus ignored him and remained on his knees before Elias.

“Please.”

After a long moment, Elias sighed.

“Stand up.”

Marcus looked up.

“I’ll treat her,” Elias said calmly. “But once I begin, no one interferes.”

He turned toward Vanessa.

“If you still doubt me, stop me now.”

Vanessa’s lips trembled as she looked at her daughter’s pale face, then at her husband kneeling before the man they had just insulted.

Finally, she lowered her gaze.

“…Do it.”

Elias nodded once.

“Bring me fresh ginger, black pepper, pure honey, a silver bowl, and boiling water.”

Everyone stared at him.

The doctor gave a disbelieving laugh.

“You can’t be serious.”

Vanessa frowned.

“Those are kitchen ingredients.”

Marcus didn’t hesitate.

He turned toward his guards.

“Go. Now.”

The men immediately rushed out.

The doctor shook his head in disgust.

“Warden Vale, don’t blame this hospital if she gets worse. I want security stationed outside this room. If anything happens, that man is not leaving this building.”

He signaled to the security personnel, who moved into position and watched Elias closely.

Elias paid them no attention.

When the ingredients arrived, he calmly crushed the ginger and ground the black pepper with precise pressure. He mixed them with the honey before pouring boiling water into the silver bowl.

Steam slowly rose from the mixture.

The doctor crossed his arms.

“You’re making tea.”

“I’m extracting the medicinal heat,” Elias replied simply.

The doctor scoffed.

Elias picked up the silver bowl and looked directly at him.

“Let’s make this interesting.”

The physician raised an eyebrow.

“If I save her, you will kneel and apologize.”

A sharp laugh escaped the doctor.

“And if you fail?”

“I return to Blackstone.”

Marcus’s breathing stopped for a moment.

Vanessa stared at Elias.

The doctor’s eyes gleamed with confidence.

“Deal.”

Elias ignored him.

He carefully helped Lily into a slightly upright position and brought the mixture to her lips. She swallowed a small amount, then another.

For several seconds, nothing happened.

Then Lily’s body suddenly jerked violently.

She began coughing.

A dark, almost black substance spilled from her mouth and stained the white sheets.

Vanessa screamed.

“Oh my God!”

The doctor immediately stepped forward.

“I told you! You’ve poisoned her!”

Marcus’s face drained of color.

For the first time, even he began to doubt what he was seeing.

The black substance continued to leave Lily’s body, and her entire frame trembled beneath the sheets.

The room felt as though it were collapsing around them.

Then, suddenly, the convulsions stopped.

Lily became completely still.

Everyone froze.

Her pale, grayish complexion slowly changed. Color returned to her cheeks, and the tension in her face disappeared. Her breathing gradually became deeper and more stable.

The heart monitor changed rhythm.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Vanessa stared at the screen.

Lily’s eyelids fluttered.

Marcus couldn’t breathe.

Slowly, Lily opened her eyes.

She looked around weakly, her vision still unfocused.

“Mom…”

Vanessa and Marcus jolted forward.

“Lily!” Marcus’s voice cracked. “You’re awake?”

They rushed to her bedside, each taking one of her hands as though afraid she might disappear again.

Lily blinked slowly.

“Dad… Mom…”

Her voice was weak, but clear.

Tears immediately streamed down Vanessa’s face.

For weeks, the hospital room had been filled with the smell of antiseptic, the constant hum of machines, and the quiet prayers of two desperate parents.

Now their daughter was speaking.

Elias watched them quietly.

“Careful,” he said. “Her meridians are still fragile. She needs deep rest. No physical strain, and no oily food for ninety days.”

Marcus turned toward him immediately.

“Of course. Anything you say.”

Vanessa gently brushed Lily’s hair away from her face before standing.

When she looked at Elias again, everything had changed.

The suspicion was gone. So was the pride.

What remained was gratitude and humility.

She slowly walked toward him.

“Mr. Crowe…”

Her voice trembled.

“Thank you.”

Then, to the shock of everyone in the room, Vanessa lowered herself to her knees.

The nurses gasped.

Even the security guards exchanged stunned glances.

“I’m sorry,” Vanessa said sincerely. “For the way I spoke to you. For doubting you. For treating you with disrespect.”

She clasped her hands together.

“Please find it in your heart to forgive me.”

Everyone waited for Elias’s response.

He looked down at her without emotion.

“I hold no grudge,” he said evenly. “Your reaction was natural. You’re a mother protecting her daughter.”

His gaze sharpened slightly.

“But prejudice can blind a person more deeply than ignorance. I hope you remember that.”

Vanessa lowered her head.

“I will.”

“Stand.”

She rose quietly and returned to Lily’s bedside, her movements now filled with gratitude rather than fear.

Elias then shifted his attention.

His eyes landed on the doctor.

The atmosphere in the room immediately tightened.

“Don’t forget our bet,” Elias said coldly.

The doctor’s face changed.

“Get on your knees.”

Elias’s voice remained calm.

“And apologize.”