The Reign Of Medical Sovereign

I can save him

In a non-existent space filled with darkness, Julian looked around in surprise as he couldn't understand how he had come here.

“Since you've appeared here, that means you have the qualifications to inherit my inheritance and experiences!”

A voice sounded, and immediately Julian turned sharply, searching for the source of the voice, but there was no one present.

“Who are you?” Julian asked, his eyes searching around the void.

“I am the greatest marital emperor of all time!” The voice echoed all around the void..

Julian was quite bewildered; the name was rather domineering. Besides, he had never heard of anyone with that title, but before he could ask further questions, he was jolted awake.

“Arghhhh!” Julian screamed, holding his head as a lot of information suddenly flooded into his mind. Medicine, and Martial arts, cultivation and so much more.

After a while, the pain subsided, and Julian looked around only to realize he was in the hospital. He was covered in so much sweat but what he was more concerned about was where he was.

As for how he got here, he had no idea. After all, he had passed out due to the intense pain of having his limbs broken and being beaten up by Logan's guards.

Raising his hands, Julian realized his broken limbs had all been miraculously fixed.

“Seemed like that was not a dream,” Julian muttered, closing his eyes to absorb the information in his mind.

After a while, Julian's eyes flashed open, and a smile spread across his face.

Not only was he imbued with the knowledge of martial arts, but there were also all kinds of ancient treatment methods in his mind.

All the lost techniques that were sought by physicians were now somehow in his mind. As much as it was shocking, he couldn't even doubt it as what he suddenly knew was a lot of information.

Julian now knew the human body like the back of his hand, and with just a glance, he could see through almost anyone's condition.

And with a flick of his finger, he would be able to treat them.

But that was not the terrifying thing. Above healing, he could also kill with needles.

He now knew the art of medicine more than he ever did in his life.

Taking in a huge breath, Julian sighed and sat up on the bed. There were no doctors in the ward at the moment; the only thing was the beeping machine monitoring his vitals.

Julian pulled away the wires and the drip connected to his veins and stood up.

He was fine now, so there was no need to stay at the hospital. Also, he needed to change out of the white garment he was clad in.

Furthermore, he was going to get a divorce. He would have gotten it, but since he was beaten until he lost consciousness, there was nothing he could do.

“Huh?” Julian suddenly froze, touching his neck, noticing his necklace was not there.

Instantly, he began to search for it, but it was nowhere to be found.

“Maybe it fell off when I was being rushed to the hospital,” Julian muttered, having no other choice but to give up since he couldn't find the necklace.

Without thinking, he stepped out of the ward, preparing to leave the hospital, when all of a sudden, he heard a yell.

“Doctors! Doctors!”

“There's an emergency at the Ward on the third floor; your attention is needed!”

A nurse was running around, panic written all over her face as she yelled for the doctors.

The moment she echoed out, most of the doctors rushed out of their offices and headed towards the third floor.

Seeing this, Julian looked around, and after giving it some thought, also headed to the third floor.

He might as well take a look at what was happening. Now that he had medical knowledge, he could also try it out.

Though he knew this was impossible, Julian still went to the third floor.

Getting to the third floor, everywhere was silent. About five doctors all moved hurriedly towards a particular ward.

Seeing this, Julian followed quietly and soon got into the ward alongside the doctors.

Maybe, perhaps, because everyone was in a panic, or maybe he was just being deliberately ignored, no one said anything.

Inside the ward was a bed, and lying on it was an old man who had an oxygen mask on.

A drip connected to his hands and there was a machine monitoring his vitals, which were going wild at the moment.

At the left side of the bed was a male figure in his early fourties standing beside the man and staring at the doctors as they did their jobs trying to stabilize the old man.

Julian, who was watching from a corner, shook his head. He had already seen through the condition of the old man and could tell the cause of his deteriorating health yet he was being given the wrong treatment.

He should have said something but even if he did, they wouldn't believe him, so he just kept watching.

After a while of trying to stabilize the old man's condition, the doctors stopped and shook their heads, glancing at each other.

“Mr. Brown, I'm afraid we can't do anything this time.” The oldest of the doctors, who also seemed to be the head, stepped forward.

“We are sorry,” he apologized.

The man, on the other hand, glanced at the group of doctors for a moment, and after a while, he spoke.

“I'll give you ten million if you can keep my father alive for the next few days.”

“Sir, we are truly sorry, but this is not something we can do.” The doctor shook his head, trying to explain to the man.

“Twenty million!” Lucien offered instantly, not ready to listen to the doctor.

“But…”

“Thirty million,” Lucien directly cut off the man and increased the price.

“Mr. Brown, you should understand this is something money cannot solve. I hope you can start to prepare for the old man's funeral as soon as you can,” the doctor sighed, trying to advise Lucien.

Julian, who was standing by the side, had his jaw dropped to the floor. Thirty million just to keep the man alive for a few days? He could treat the old man; wouldn't that mean Lucien would double the money?

“Forty million,” Lucien kept increasing the price as all he cared about was keeping his father alive even if for a few days.

The doctors sighed in dismay. Though they were tempted, they were really helpless.

“Sir, please…”

“Hundred Million…” Lucien directly doubled the amount this time.

“Sir..."

“I can treat the old man,” Julian, who couldn't take it anymore, interrupted the doctor and walked out of his hiding spot.