The Supreme And Amazing King Of War

Chapter 8

Michael's words stunned everyone to the bone. 

Can something still be done despite the damage that had already happened.

Without wasting time, Silver shot her brother a deadly glare. Noah was the first to speak out.

“I underestimated you a while ago and it's about to cost my father life. If there is anything you can do, please do it immediately to save his life.

You have my approval.”

Robert struggled with the words but not saying anything and his father dying would be the worst experience for him because everyone would pin the death on him.

“Please help him if you can.”

Robert said, trying to contain his disappointment for Elder Jonathan.

Just then Elder Jonathan voiced out.

“There is nothing anybody can do anymore. The gas has already damaged his brain and the black blood he coughed out was from his heart. His heart is already beyond repair.

He is lying.”

Elder Jonathan was trying to paint his image with knowledge.

Silver was puzzled now, truly the condition looked beyond help but why would Michael be lying, could all this just be for a show, after all, Michael didn't clearly state that he would be able to treat her father.

“if I could extract the gas from his forehead. I would've done it immediately when I saw the signs, but there is no way that can be done and the only way to heal somebody from gas disease is to extract the disease.”

Elder Jonathan continued while still kneeling on the floor.

“You can still save him right. You have all of us permission now.”

Silver said in a worried tone.

Michael just stepped forward at that moment.

“Get me a glass of water”

He said when he approached Sir Christopher. Michael's request was odd but they followed through immediately. In less than two minutes a glass of water was handed to Michael by the maids in the room.

“What is he planning on doing.”

All the doctors were whispering to themselves at this moment and their voices could be heard due to the dead silence in the room.

Sir Christopher wasn't coughing anymore. It felt like he was dead but yet Michael was still continuing with whatever he wanted to do, anyway they weren't close enough to really tell if Sir Christopher was already dead.

Jonathan who was kneeling on the floor could see clearly that Sir Christopher was dead, yet Michael was still going on with whatever he wanted to do.

He believed Michael wanted to play a game here and he would expose Michael immediately he did, at least that would remove some stain from his reputation.

Silver and her siblings didn't know anything about medicine for illnesses but their father had stopped coughing for a minute now and that was alarming.

They believe he was dead but Michael wasn't saying anything.

As soon as the glass of water was given to Michael, Michael brought out a black pill from his pocket. He squeezed the black pill with two of his fingers, pouring the particles directly into the water.

When he was done pouring all of the particles inside the water, Michael gently started shaking the glass of water, ensuring that the particles were fully mixed with the water.

There was no rush in Micheal movement. It was as if nothing was at stake, like everyone was in a biology practice in a school.

When Michael was done shaking the glass of water which took about three minutes. He opened Sir Christopher's mouth and started pouring the already mixed water in his mouth.

“What is he doing.”

“Is this some kind of medicine to white onion gas? I thought you can't cure it through medicine.”

All the doctors were whispering to themselves once more again.

Jonathan didn't know what Micheal was doing, but he was relaxed, can a dead man be brought to life, the answer was simply no.

Michael continued pouring the mixed water on Sir Christopher's mouth until it was down to the last drop, he made sure there wasn't a single liquid on the glass cup before he put it away.

The reason nobody could hear Sir Christopher's heart beat was because the gas had covered his chest region and his lungs as well, however, he wasn't dead yet. He was close to it, but not close enough for Michael to be worried.

When Michael was done, he positioned Sir Christopher properly on the bed again.

“Is that all.”

Robert couldn't help but ask. Without waiting for Michael to respond he went to touch his father neck and he continued.

“He is dead isn't it, why bother wasting our time if he is already dead.”

Robert couldn't understand what Michael was doing.

“Is this some kind of joke to you? Is our father's death some kind of joke to you that you have to play with the body as well.”

Jonathan smiled seeing one the Snowman family had finally caught up to Michael madness.

He stood up at that moment.

“Sadly Sir Christopher Snowman was dead even before the water was brought. The moment he stopped coughing that was when he gave up the ghost.

It's so sad that I didn't know this was a different kind of white onion gas. Even if I had put the needles on his forehead he would've still died.”

Jonathan saw this as an opportunity to restore his reputation back.

There was no truth claim to say putting several needles on Sir Christopher would've saved him.

Michael who had made the claim was practically fooling around now, causing everyone to unlikely take his words as true anymore.

One of the doctors stepped and voiced out pointing fingers at Michael.

“I noticed he was dead at the time the water was brought and I wonder why he was still carrying on with the process. Could it be that at close range he couldn't tell that Sir Christopher was already dead.”

The doctor's words gave light to speculation immediately.

“If he couldn't tell that Sir Christopher was dead at that close range then he is not a medical doctor.

This boy is a fraudstar.”

“Even young master Robert, who isn't a doctor, could tell that his father was dead, let alone a real doctor.

This is unreal to believe!”

Elder Jonathan felt like laughing out loudly at this moment. Michael authenticity had completely been scattered to the ground. He was starting to wonder if Michael didn't make a wild guess just now on the needles and if Michael was even a doctor.

What a fool, he could've just stayed silent.

“I said it from the beginning that it was a different kind of White onion gas that he couldn't be saved anymore, but I was surprised when this wack mentioned that he could be saved and looked at the method he planned to save somebody suffering from one of the most deadly diseases in the world, water and a black pill that nobody knew what it could be. 

For all we know, that pill could've tarnished Sir Christopher internals as we speak!

This was beyond the will to help but a criminal practice, imagine not knowing if his patient was dead or not, how can somebody like that call himself a doctor.

That absurdity in the highest order!”

Everyone started jumping in again.

“Is he really dead.”

Noah said as he stepped in to touch his father on the neck. He did and it was true that his father was dead.

“I thought you said you could help him, are you even a real doctor?”

Noah sounded angrily. Silver was behind Michael and didn't really know what to say.

“Is he really dead.”

She asked Micheal without going to confirm it. The place was dead silent as everyone waited to hear Micheal respond.

“He is not dead. He is resting.”

Michael responded to Silver because she was the only one that didn't went to confirm for herself.

Everyone's faces squeezed immediately Michael said that.

“No more playing games here!!!”

Jonathan screamed out. He wanted to voice out again when Sir Christopher suddenly started coughing.