The Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 9

Elijah was brought to a casino with an underground entrance, and soon enough, he was below the main building, making steps down the dark staircase with the terrifying-looking gang members following closely behind him.

When they arrived at the main underground structure, two burly men roughly dragged a man past them.

He was screaming, but they only kicked him to remain quiet.

"Slick Sal, is that you? You returned early today" A deep manly voice came from the inner chambers of the underground.

Only when they got closer did the image of a middle-aged man in a wheelchair appear.

Behind him was a group of men in black carrying heavy firearms.

It was obvious that this man was not ordinary; he was a powerful figure in the Brooklyn Heights underground crime system.

"Boss, I brought you a guest. This man here claims to be the best doctor in the world and has a solution to any sickness at all, including yours." The leader of the group, who went by the name 'Slick Sal,' didn't hesitate to polish the matter in front of his boss.

The person in the wheelchair was known throughout the underground crime system as Jafari D-King, the man who, alongside his retired brothers in arms, had created and funded the Underground system of the country.

Mr. Jafari was the last standing among his brothers in arms and has since become a significant figure that even the police cannot touch.

There was nothing linking him to crimes and even if you managed to find one in the end, you might just sleep and not wake up.

Mr. Jafari struck the full beard on his face and said strangely, "I've had enough of nonsense today, I'll just lie down under the sun and soak in alcohol about it"

He spun his chair around to leave the room.

"Mr., you know that alcohol is bad for your legs, don't you feel sore at the soles of your feet whenever you take it?" Elijah had suddenly spoken, to the awe of the men in the room.

"How dare you say nonsense?" Slick Sal cursed and tried to take him to the ground.

"Stop!" Mr. Jafari suddenly spun his chair back around, "Don't touch that man"

He wheeled the chair closer, examining the composed look on Elijah's face.

How can this ordinary-looking man just describe what he always felt deeply?

Even his wife didn't know this truth.

He knew that alcohol had been bad for his legs but since no one knew about it, there was no reason to stop.

"Won't you have to check my legs first to know that?" Mr. Jafari was genuinely curious.

Elijah shook his head and said confidently, "I noticed the paleness around your feet and the sudden twitch when you mentioned alcohol.

My healing practice is not just about physical diagnosis but observing first"

"Don't make noise around the boss, can you heal his sickness or not?" Slick Sal touched the knife by his side and took a step forward in an intimidating manner.

Elijah fixated his eyes on the feet of the boss of the underground group and said casually, "Your Boss doesn't need healing, he's only pretending to be crippled"

Huh?

Everyone was dumbfounded at Elijah's audacity to call the great boss of the underground a con.

"Since you have asked to die quickly, I'll give it to you." Slick Sal was the first to unsheath his knife, and the others followed quickly.

He wanted this so-called doctor to make a fool of himself before teaching him a lesson, but now that he had insulted the boss, how could they stand and watch?

"It's the truth, you don't have to be violent" Elijah rubbed the side of his face casually as though the men around weren't preparing to kill him.

"You still have the mouth to talk, I'll take your tongue first" Slick Sal made to grab his face when the authoritative voice of their boss resounded,

"Touch him and you're dead, anyone..."

"Huh? Boss...?"The men in the room were confused.

Had the big boss finally gone soft?

Before anyone could even think of asking a question, Mr. Jafari took a step out of his wheelchair and his second foot followed suit.

"This young doctor is indeed the greatest in the world"

He pulled his entire body up and was now standing proudly in their line of sight.

How was this possible?

The boss was back on his feet.

For the first time in five years.