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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Seventy Six
Hearing what Serenity just said.Damien stood there, unmoved, his patience wearing thin. He had better things to do. Bigger concerns. Yet here he was, stuck in this ridiculous conversation.Serenity’s accusations didn’t even make sense to him. What was she even talking about?At that moment he let out a quiet sigh, his expression unreadable. This was getting old.“Are you done?” he finally said, his voice flat.Immediately Serenity’s glare deepened. “Stop pretending, Damien! Just admit what you’re really trying to do—”He cut her off with a slow exhale, rolling his shoulders. He was getting bored.Serenity was nothing but an obstacle at this point. A loud, irritating, and utterly exhausting one.The longer she went on, the more he realized—he didn’t care.He didn’t care what she thought. He didn’t care what she believed. And he certainly didn’t care enough to stand here arguing with her.Her paranoia wasn’t his problem.“I don’t have time for this,” Damien muttered under his breath.
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Seventy Seven
Hearing what Damien just said.Serenity’s entire body burned with rage. Did Damien just say that?A nobody like him, standing before her, questioning her worth?Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. She couldn’t believe this.Enough.She wasn’t going to let this go. She was going to teach him a lesson—personally.Her body moved before her mind caught up, stepping forward with dangerous intent. She would show him exactly how she earned the title of War Goddess.But before she could strike, Elvis stepped in.“Serenity!” His voice was calm, too calm. “It hasn’t gotten to this.”He raised his hands slightly, stepping between them. “Just calm down. This isn’t necessary.”At that moment Serenity’s glare snapped to him. “Stay out of this, Elvis.”But he didn’t back down. He was too careful, too measured.He wasn’t really defending Damien—he was protecting himself.If this fight escalated, if Damien retaliated, who knew what he might say? What secrets he might spil
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Seventy Eight
At that moment Damien’s eyes remained locked onto Serenity, his patience wearing dangerously thin. His voice was calm, but there was a sharp edge to it, like a blade ready to cut.“Do you even know what it took to get those herbs, Serenity?”Again his tone wasn’t raised, but the weight of his words pressed into the air.“Do you actually know?”The silence that followed was deafening.And yet, she had destroyed them without hesitation.Damien exhaled slowly, the flicker of anger in his gaze barely contained. “I don’t have much to say to you.”But before he could turn to leave, Serenity stepped forward, cutting him off.Her voice was sharp, unwavering. “Spare me the act, Damien.”Her eyes burned with certainty, her entire presence radiating defiance. “You think I don’t know?”She let out a bitter scoff, shaking her head. “You think I don’t see through you?”“You want me to believe that you went through all this trouble just to heal my grandfather?” she continued, her tone dripping wit
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Seventy Nine
Her voice was cold, unwavering. “You’re not going anywhere.”Her hands curled into fists. “You insulted me. You disrespected me. And worst of all—you proved my suspicions right.”She took another step, her presence overwhelming. “You’ve been hiding something all along, Damien.”Her expression hardened even more. “And for that reason, I’m not letting you walk out of here.”The air around them felt heavy, thick with tension.Damien wasn’t leaving. Not today.Serenity’s decision was made. She would arrest him—immediately.Without wasting another second, she reached for her communicator.Her voice was firm, filled with authority. “Subordinates, report to the leaving room now.”Within moments, the door swung open. Her men were here.She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t waver.Serenity pointed straight at Damien, her voice commanding.“Arrest him.”**Sophia sat in the car, her face set in a deep frown. She was not happy. Not one bit.Her arms were crossed, her fingers tapping against her elb
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Eighty
At that moment London leaned forward slightly, his tone gentle, careful. “Sophia, before we begin, I want to clear something up.”His eyes searched hers, but she remained unreadable.“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way.”His voice was calm, measured—as if he knew exactly how she felt about being here.“Lets me be true to you, I didn’t ask your father or grandfather to force you to come.”He let out a slow breath. “That wasn’t me.”However Sophia’s expression didn’t change.London continued, choosing his words carefully. “I only told them that I wanted to have dinner with you.”His fingers traced the rim of his glass absentmindedly. “I’ve been trying to reach you for some time now. But… you haven’t been answering my calls.”There was no accusation in his tone—just quiet truth.“So I called your father. I told him about the dinner. That was it.”At that moment his gaze softened slightly. “I didn’t think they would make you come.”He leaned back, giving her space. “So… don’t
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Eighty One
At that moment Sophia inhaled deeply before continuing, her voice steady but firm.“I’m sorry to inform you, London, but I am not interested in a relationship with you.”Her tone wasn’t cruel, just matter-of-fact.She could see the slight change in his expression, but she didn’t stop.“You are a good man, London. A great one, even.”Then her lips pressed together for a moment before she continued. “Any woman who marries you, who stands by your side, would be one of the luckiest women in the world.”Her words hung between them, heavy with meaning, she didn't want it to seems she just rejected him.“But I don’t think I’m that woman.”Silence filled the space between them, but Sophia didn’t falter.“This isn’t about you being a bad person. You’re not. And this isn’t about whether or not I’m worthy of you.”She shook her head slightly, exhaling. “I just know myself, and right now, I am not ready to settle down.”At that moment her fingers lightly grazed the edge of the table as she spoke
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Eighty Two
At that moment in time London’s voice dripped with disbelief, his frustration barely contained.“Do you even understand what this would mean, what everyone would say, and how they will react, Sophia?”His fingers curled against the table, his breath slow but heavy. “It would be a slap to your family's face, hearing you're associating yourself, with that village doctor, someone that doesn't even have a family name.”At that moment he paused.“ Sophia think about it, it's not just you but also you family.”His tone darkened, his words laced with incredulity.“The first woman to ever be the heir to the Natanya family... and you're telling me that a village doctor would be your husband?”Then his jaw tightened even more, his expression hard. “How is that even possible?”His voice lowered, sharp with disdain. “What would people say?”His gaze pierced through her, trying to pull out a reaction.“How do you think the people will accept this?”At that moment in time Silence followed.Sophia
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Eighty Three
At that moment in time Sophia’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn’t speak.London leaned back, watching her carefully. “A one-time favor. Something no one else will ever get.”His fingers tapped against the table rhythmically, the tension in the air thickening.“And now that he’s back, my family is going to collect on that favor.”He exhaled slowly, letting his words sink in.“I won’t tell you what it is.”Then his lips curled slightly, his gaze locking onto hers. “But you should keep it in mind, Sophia.”His voice dipped lower, almost taunting. “Just imagine it—the Supreme King granting my family this favor.”Then a slight smirk played at the corner of his lips.“The announcement, the connections, the influence…”He let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head slightly.“Once that happens, everyone will want to do business with us.”London’s gaze never left Sophia as he continued, his voice slow and deliberate.“Do you really think this is just a small privilege you’re walking away f
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At that moment Deborah took a step forward, confusion written all over her face. “What are you insinuating, Bernard? What are you even trying to say?” she asked, her voice tight with frustration.Uncle Bernard let out a soft sigh, like he was tired of trying to make them understand.“I'm saying,” he said, locking eyes with her calmly, “that everything Damien said inside this room the other day... he actually did it.”Deborah blinked rapidly, not sure she heard him right. Jessica, sitting silently on the edge of the couch, clenched her hands together tightly.Then Uncle Bernard leaned back in his chair, his voice firm. “When we got there, instead of us being punished like you all feared, it was the committee members themselves who got punished.”Upon hearing what Bernard just said, Deborah gasped. Victoria looked even more stunned.“They were punished for trying to frame us, for abusing their authority,” Uncle Bernard continued, his tone carrying a mixture of disbelief and admiration
Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Three
At that moment Serenity gritted her teeth as she headed toward her car, her boots striking the pavement harder than necessary.The anger in her chest was boiling, almost choking her.Damien’s disrespect wasn’t just toward her it was toward her entire family, she couldn't he had humiliated her in broad daylight, treated her like nothing, and now, she was going straight home to tell her grandfather everything.He needed to understand that Damien wasn’t fit for their family.And if her grandfather still wanted her to marry someone like that, then he was just asking for more shame, and disrespect.Her hands tightened on the steering wheel as she drove, her mind spinning with fury.She thought about Winston’s father’s face, about the things he said...It was clear now Winston’s father was going to revenge his precious son death, now that he doesn't have any heir of his own, everything was just a mess, and she could feel it.“I’ll deal with all of them, and make sure this disrespect doesn't
Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Two
At that moment Serenity gathered more courage, standing there with her back straight as if bracing herself for whatever Damien would say next.But when Damien finally spoke, his voice was calm—too calm.“So, that's what you call an apology?” Damien asked, tilting his head slightly, his gaze sharp and piercing.“If you truly wanted to apologize,” he continued, “I would expect you to bow your head properly, and apologize proudly. Not... whatever this half-hearted thing you’re doing is.”He stood there, not raising his voice, but his words struck harder than if he had yelled.“You’re still trying to prove something,” Damien said, a slight smirk playing at the corner of his lips.“As if being the War Goddess makes you untouchable. As if it freaks me.”Upon hearing what Damien just said, Serenity’s lips parted, but no words came out.Damien’s voice grew colder.“It doesn’t freak me. None of it does,” he said bluntly.“It seems you really don't have anything else to say.”He shifted slightl
Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety One
At that moment the old man's face paled.For the first time in a long while, real fear flashed in his eyes. He staggered a little, his mouth opening and closing without any sound coming out.He couldn’t even argue it with his son, he didn't understand anymore. Everything he thought he knew about Damien shattered like fragile glass.From the look of things... Damien wasn't just some miraculous doctor’s apprentice anymore.This—this was something else entirely.Because what he just heard...A doctor couldn't do this, no mere healer could.This was clear—crystal clear—cultivation sealing and unlocking at a level that was terrifyingly beyond ordinary reach to a doctor.At that moment Sophia’s grandfather wiped the cold sweat forming on his forehead.He had been friends with some of the highest-ranking generals in the military. He had heard whispers, rumors about things like this—about techniques that could cripple a man's life force without leaving a single visible wound. But he never tho
Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety
At that moment Serenity stood there, frozen, her mind blank and her fingers curling slightly into her palms. She couldn't move. She couldn't even breathe properly.Everything that just happened felt surreal, as if the world had been flipped upside down in a single heartbeat.The heavy silence pressed down on her, and no matter how much she tried to pull herself together, she couldn’t shake the strange, overwhelming feeling swirling in her chest. She could still see Damien's calm back as he walked away earlier, like nothing that had happened even scratched him.How? she thought blankly. How can he be so composed? How did he even do what he did?She had heard about that skill before—the technique of controlling speed within a person's body, a forbidden art in the military, only accessible to those who reached an unimaginable level of cultivation. It wasn't a rumor. It was fact.And only a handful, a very rare handful of people, could even dream of achieving it.For Damien to be among th
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Nine
The moment Winston's father spoke on the call, he didn't even let the doctor speak first.“Is there any progress?” he demanded, his voice sharp with impatience. “Have you finally gotten a breakthrough?”There was a brief pause on the line. A pause that made the air around him feel heavy, suffocating.Then the doctor's voice came through, low and apologetic.“I'm sorry to inform you, sir... your son... he's dead.”For a second, Winston's father stood frozen, not even breathing.Then, slowly, his phone slipped from his trembling hand, crashing onto the tiled hospital floor with a loud, hollow sound that echoed through the room.Everyone around turned to look.Winston's eyes, bloodshot with rage, widened as realization hit him fully. His hands clenched so tightly they turned white.“That bastard...” he growled under his breath, his voice shaking with fury. “That bastard actually killed my son!”He staggered back a step, his body almost unable to bear the weight of the truth crashing down
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Eight
At that moment, Damien stood up slowly from his chair.The faint sound of the legs scraping against the hospital floor echoed sharply in the thick silence. His movements were calm, composed—but anyone watching closely could feel the storm brewing underneath his stillness.He tucked his hands into his pockets and glanced at the people standing before him, one after the other, his gaze cold and distant, almost as if he was looking through them rather than at them.“I've kept quiet long enough,” Damien said, his voice steady, but edged with a sharpness that couldn't be missed. “And frankly, it seems I'm just wasting my time with irrelevant noise.”The temperature in the room seemed to drop by a few degrees. No one dared to interrupt.Then Damien took a slow step forward, speaking with a chilling clarity, every word landing with precision.“I'm not the kind of person who seeks the downfall of others. I'm not the kind of person who finds joy when others are crying or broken,” he said, his
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Seven
At that moment, Sophia, her grandfather, and her father were frozen in place.None of them could speak. None of them could even breathe properly.It was as if the world had tilted slightly off balance—watching, hearing, sensing the storm that was quietly brewing inside this single hospital room. Everything they thought they knew had been shaken in seconds, leaving them only with the sharp sting of reality. They were just there, stiff and confused, staring as the scene unfolded before them.Winston’s father stepped forward, anger rolling off him in waves.“This is the man,” he growled, pointing a thick finger directly at Damien. “Serenity, don’t waste time. Arrest him immediately! He’s the one. I’m very, very sure!”The room held its breath, all eyes shifted to Serenity.For a moment, she said nothing. Her sharp, calculating gaze locked onto Damien, studying him with chilling calmness. Her posture was straight, her expression unreadable, but the atmosphere around her grew colder by the
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Six
Her question was directed at Winston's father, who stood with grief etched into every line of his face. His eyes never left Damien as he gave a slow, deliberate nod.“Yes,” he said, his voice thick with conviction. “That is the same person. I would recognize him anywhere.” His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles white with tension. “I am very, very sure.”The weight of his certainty hung in the air, choking any protest Sophia might have formed. She glanced at Damien, searching his face for some reaction—denial, shock, anything that might suggest innocence—but his expression remained carefully controlled, only the slight tightening around his eyes betraying any emotion at all.Whisting's father stepped forward, his face contorted with desperation and rage. His finger remained pointed at Damien, trembling with the force of his accusation.“He has been the one having issues with Whisting ever since the beginning,” he spat, voice breaking. “And I am very, very sure that he is also the
