The Reign Of Medical Sovereign

Make a decision

"Huh?"

Both Lucien and the doctors froze, their heads turned slowly towards Julian who stood on a spot staring at them.

"And you are?" The lead doctor asked, breaking the silence as he was the first to come back to his senses.

"And how did you get here?" He continued asking, his eyes on Jillian scrutinizing the latter as though he couldn't wait to get the information he needed out of him.

"Who I am doesn't matter, neither does how I got here," Julian replied walking towards the bed slowly, his brows into a thin line, his gaze fixated on the old man.

"What matters is that I can save this old man's life," He added, stopping right by the bed.

"So if I may," Julian said and proceeded to pick up the old man's arms wanting to read his pulse.

"I'm sorry, but we can't let you try anything," The lead doctor suddenly spoke, blocking Julian, his gaze not leaving the latter even for a second.

Julian was just a young man not even thirty years. Yet, he claimed he was able to treat something they had been unable to do anything about for months.

"After all, we don't know who you are, besides, if something were to happen to the patient, we'll be held responsible," The doctor added, his gaze not leaving Julian even for a second.

He didn't know who the latter was, nor had he seen him before. But the confidence emanating from him was something he couldn't obviously dismiss.

"Well, you just declared you're helpless and can't do anything to help the patient, so why don't you just let me try?" Julian shrugged, then turned to Lucien who was observing the situation but didn't say anything.

"Or what do you say, Mr. Brown?" He asked, his voice calm.

"Are you sure you'll be able to extend my father's life?" Lucien spoke after a moment of silence, his eyes seemed to bore right into Julian.

"Not to talk of extending your father's life for a few days, I can treat your father and guarantee he'll live for at least ten years more," Julian assured, a hint of arrogance in his voice.

"Aren't you just spouting nonsense young man!" The doctors flew into a rage glaring at Julian.

"Do you even know what you're saying!?"

"We couldn't treat the old man even after spending months trying to understand what was wrong with him, yet you just pop out of nowhere and claim you could treat him!"

"Who do you think you are? The medical God?!"

"I think he's a con man, else, there's no way he would have walked in here brazenly and made such a ridiculous remark!"

"Call the security and have them throw him out! He'll tarnish the reputation of our hospital!"

The doctors yelled furiously at Julian, pointing at him, saying harsh and mean words, but Julian didn't budge.

His gaze remained fixated on Lucien who was yet to give a reply.

"Mr. Brown, time is of essence, if you delay any longer, then I'm afraid you'd really have to prepare for his funeral," Julian broke the silence, ignoring the harsh remarks of the doctors.

"Young man, if you could truly save my father as you've said, I'm willing to pay one billion," Lucien said hurriedly, promising almost instantly.

"It's decided," Julian's mouth curved into a smile and he turned back to the old man on the bed. But just as he was about to check the old man's pulse once again, the lead doctor blocked him.

"I can't absolutely allow you to do anything to a patient with no one," The doctor shook his head, refusing to move away.

Julian's expression changed seeing this. The condition of the old man was deteriorating fast, if he didn't act soon enough, then even he would be helpless.

Though he did understand the reason the doctors were in denial. But then, they were beginning to cross the line.

"Mr. Brown," Julian called, turning to Lucien whose expression was now ashen.

"Stand back Marcus," Lucien spat coldly, a glint flashing in his eyes as he stared at the doctor blocking Julian.

The doctor, Marcus swallowed a lump, and sweat covered his forehead as they trickled down.

He had been working for the Brown family for years, but this was the first time Lucien was addressing him directly by his name, and what more his voice was extremely cold and chilling.

But then he wasn't going to give up. After all, he believed Julian was just a con man. If something were to happen to the old man, the hospital would be held responsible.

"Sir, you should try and understand my view," Marcus stated hurriedly, trying to suppress his anxiousness while he gulped down a saliva.

"This young man here is definitely a con man, I'm sure he's not even a medical doctor," He added and then turned to Julian.

"Which medical school did you attend? And where's your licence?" He asked, glaring at Julian.

Julian's expression darkened, but he still answered,

"I've never gone to a medical school, so naturally, I can't have a license,"

"You've heard him Mr. Brown, there's definitely no way this man can save your father, he knows nothing about medicine, so please think straight and don't be deceived," Marcus stated, swallowing his saliva, while sweat trickled down his forehead.

Lucien's expression darkened and a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes. The confidence emanating from Julian made him believe he would be able to save his father.

After all, he had felt this kind of confidence before as he had it when he was younger. So he knew Julian wasn't bluffing.

But if they were to look at it logically. The latter had never attended a medical school, so how in the world would he be able to save his father.

That should be impossible right.

"Mr. Brown, you have to make your decision now, else any later than this, then even Hua Tuo won't be able to save him," Julian's voice came, pulling Lucien back to his senses.