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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Seventeen
At that moment Serenity perfectly maintained composure slipped, her eyes widening as she recognized Damien. The legendary miracle healer they'd all been waiting for was the same man she rejected and made mockery of.She couldn't say anything but froze in her position.Chairman Zachary's expectant smile froze, then faltered as he took in Damien simple clothes.He was expecting some kind of an older man, but what he was seeing in front of him was someone not older than his son.At that moment his gaze darted between his son and the supposed miracle doctor, confusion evident in his furrowed brow.“Ryan,”he whispered urgently to his son, pulling him aside. “Are you certain this is... I mean...” He gestured helplessly at Damien's understated appearance. “The legendary healer would surely have an entourage, or at least someone older with many servants..."The contrast between their expectations – of some distinguished elder surrounded by assistants and medical equipment – and the young m
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Eighteen
Upon hearing what his butler just said.Chairman Zachary watched in stunned silence as Damien fingers traced invisible meridian lines over his wife's body, each observation matching perfectly with that fateful confrontation five years ago. Details only he knew about.“The Thunder Spirit Strike...”he whispered to himself again, his earlier doubts about Damien's simple appearance started crumbling like sand. “He identified the problem without any background information, without even taking up to a minute...”His hands trembled as understanding dawned on him. The young man, whom he had initially doubted because of his plain clothes and quiet demeanor, had seen through years of medical mysteries in mere moments. What countless specialists with their expensive equipment and prestigious titles had failed to discover, the young doctor had diagnosed it with a single glance.“Forgive my earlier skepticism,” Chairman Zachary bowed deeply, genuine respect replacing his previous uncertaint
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Nineteen
“There's something you should understand, War Goddess Serenity,” Chairman Zachary's voice carried a new confidence, buoyed by his wife's miraculous recovery. “My wife's condition wasn't a simple illness.”At that moment Serenity perfectly arched eyebrows drew together. “What do you mean?”“Five years ago, a martial arts master from the Thunder Palace...” He paused, old fear mixing with fresh amazement.“He used the Thunder Spirit Strike technique to seal her meridians. That's what caused her blindness.”Upon hearing what Zachary just said, Serenity 's composed expression faltered. Even in the military extensive networks, the Thunder Palace's techniques were spoken of in whispers. Their martial arts were considered nearly mythical.“The young Doctor,”Chairman Zachary continued, his voice filled with wonder, “He identified it instantly. He saw what countless specialists missed – that this was no medical condition, but a martial arts seal.” His eyes gleamed with emotion. “And he un
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty
Upon hearing what Serenity just said.Damien stared at his phone, his brow furrowed in disbelief. He couldn't believe the level of narcissism Serenity had just displayed. It was as if she expected the world to revolve around her, and he found himself growing more and more irritated with each passing second.“Unbelievable,” Damien muttered, shaking his head. “How can someone be so full of themselves?”With a sigh of exasperation, Damien pressed the end call button, cutting off Serenity mid-sentence. Meanwhile, Serenity was left staring at her phone in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.“Did he just... hang up on me?” she whispered, her voice trembling with angerimmediately She clenched her fists, her body shaking with rage. “How dare he?”she seethed, her eyes blazing with fury.“I am the War Goddess! No one hangs up on me!”However Just as serenity was about to redial Damien number and give him a piece of her mind, her communicator beeped with an incoming message. She snatche
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty one
At that moment upon hearing Young Master Landon bid some of the bidder withdrawal, they know they can't match such power.Landon couldn't help but raise his shoulder.However, somebody sounded.“Eleven million,” a pharmaceutical representative called out again.Upon hearing someone else is challenging Him young Master Landon barely suppressed an eye roll, and he decided to increase his bid. “Fourteen million.” He adjusted his Patek Philippe watch, deliberately letting others see the casual motion telling them to back down.However some of them were still ready to push for it, not giving up just yet.“sixteen!” Another voice cracked with desperation.“twenty,” Landon sighed theatrically, examining his reflection in his platinum card case.At that moment Several bidders slumped in their seats, defeat written across their faces.Landon couldn't help but smile, he thought he had won and was about standing up.“Twenty five million.”The quiet voice cut through the room like a blade.
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Two
Upon hearing what Serenity just said, Damien’s eyes widened in disbelief as he listened to the shocking news. He shook his head vigorously, his brow furrowed in concentration. “That can't be right,” he muttered to himself, his voice tinged with confusion and doubt. “I diagnosed Serenity grandfather myself. The poison was incredibly rare and difficult to treat. Even I struggled to find the herbs needed for the cure.”At that moment he leaned back in his seat, stroking his chin thoughtfully. His eyes darted back and forth as he tried to make sense of the situation. Despite his initial skepticism, a glimmer of hope flickered in his chest. “In a world filled with endless possibilities, miracles were not entirely out of the question. it can happen.”immediately Damien sat up straight, a newfound sense of determination washing over him. He turned to the driver, his voice urgent and clear. “We must hurry,” he said, his eyes locked on the road ahead. “If there's even a chance that Ser
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Three
The criminals lay on the ground, their bodies battered and bruised from the fight with Serenity. Despite their defeat, their eyes glinted with a feral intensity, a madness born of desperation and hatred. They glared at Serenity, their lips curling into snarls of defiance.“You think you've won, War Goddess?”One of them spat, his voice dripping with venom. “We'll never let you take us alive.”However Serenity was still waiting for Damien's response but his eyes were on the thug.He had seen that look before, the look of men who had nothing left to lose. They were like cornered animals, ready to lash out with everything they had.He then glanced at Serenity, expecting to see her readying herself for another fight. But to his surprise, she remained unconcerned, her posture relaxed and her guard down. It was as if she didn't even register the threat the criminals posed.However before Damien could say anything, the air crackled with an eerie energy as the criminals began to move in u
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Twenty Four
War Goddess Serenity collapsed on the floor. Her face, usually mask-like in its perfection, contorted in agony. Each breath came shorter than the last, her chest barely rising.Although Serenity's attitude towards him was bad, he couldn't let her die.At that moment Damien walked closer to her.his fingers found her pulse - threadlike, irregular, fading. The poison had reached her heart meridian, corrupting her life force with each weakening beat.“Internal... burning has begun..” Damien whispered, his fingers clawing at her chest. Her perfectly maintained appearance crumbled as pain ravaged her features. Each breath came as a desperate wheeze, her chest barely moving.Damien fingers then moved to her wrist - the pulse fluttering like a dying bird's wings beneath his touch. His eyes narrowed at the blue tinge creeping across her skin. “the Poison has reached the heart's meridian.”Without wasting anymore time Damien knows he has to be quick.He brought out a box of Silver needles f
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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
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Five
At that moment the room fell silent as the door swung open. Three men in dark suits entered, their expressions grim and purposeful. But it was the figure who followed them that caused the air to freeze in Sophia's hospital.Serenity.The war goddess herself had come, her presence filling the modest room with an almost palpable energy. Golden armor award gleamed beneath a flowing white cloak, her raven hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of night. Her eyes—ancient and piercing—surveyed the room with cold calculation.Sophia's grandfather's eyes widened immediately. His weathered hands trembled as he placed it on the coffee table, eyes wide with disbelief.“Impossible,” he whispered, half-rising from his armchair.Sophia's mother gripped the edge of the chair, her knuckles white. “What... what is happening?” she managed, her voice barely audible.But it was Sophia's father whose reaction told the most frightening story. The color drained from his face as if someone had p
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Four
That was the only thought he could cling to now—the only thread of hope dangling in his mind. Serenity. Yes, Serenity would do something. She had to. She could still speak on their behalf. She had influence. If she could put in a good word before the Supreme King, perhaps the door to power wasn’t completely shut. Perhaps they hadn’t lost everything.But even that hope couldn’t wash away the sour sting of disgrace.Because as he stood there, shame gnawed at his chest like a silent storm. Damien—this same boy he had looked down on, dismissed, insulted—had become their savior. Not only had he exposed the very monsters they once trusted… he had also saved Sophia.And now… he was standing right there.A few feet away. Calm. Composed. Not angry, not proud. Just… present. And that alone made it worse. The old man couldn’t even raise his head. He felt it deep in his bones—the weight of having sold out Damien’s heart, dismissed his worth, only for that same heart to carry his family through th
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Three
At that moment Sophia’s father stepped forward, his face twisted with disbelief.“That’s not even true,” he said, shaking his head. “London? No—London would never do something like that. You must be mistaken.”Immediately Clarissa nodded quickly, almost too quickly. “Exactly. London? Kidnap you? Torture you? That doesn’t even sound like him.”“I’ll call him right now,” her grandfather added, already reaching for his phone. “I’ll ask him myself. If this is what you’re claiming, then let me hear it from his own mouth.”But Sophia didn’t flinch. She simply looked at her grandfather, her lips trembling. Her eyes held the kind of pain that didn’t come from physical wounds, because she couldn't believe they would refused to listen to her own side of the story without calling London to confirm.“You can’t call him,” she whispered.At that moment her voice was too low, too calm.Immediately they all looked at her.“London is dead.”The words fell like a blade.Her grandfather father’s hand fr
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Two
The sharp slam of the door was still echoing when Sophia’s heart sank.Her breath caught in her throat. She already knew.She didn’t need to guess. The second she heard the footsteps, the rustle of expensive fabric, the weighty silence followed by a familiar scoff—it was enough.Her eyes slowly shifted toward the doorway, and there they were.Her grandfather entered first, tall and stern as ever, his walking stick hitting the tiles with cold authority. Behind him, her father, Mr. Callum, stood with a deep frown, arms folded tightly across his chest. And then… her mother—Clarissa Callum, perfectly dressed as if she hadn’t just stormed into a hospital room, her expression twisted with a mix of panic, rage, and exhaustion.Sophia’s body stiffened beneath the bedsheets.Clarissa didn't wait.“You see? You see what you’ve done to yourself?” her mother snapped, her voice slicing through the air. “We warned you, Sophia! Didn’t we warn you?!”Sophia didn’t respond. Her fingers tightened aroun
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty One
At that moment the bitterness in his tone cracked through.However Serenity didn’t respond. Her gaze was locked on her phone. Calm. Controlled. Almost too calm.That silence unnerved him.And at that point Winston father phone started ranging.Immediately his wise turned deadly when he saw who was calling.“Why is he calling him?” he asked sharply, though he already knew.They must have something on Damien.They weren’t just trying to reach him.Winston’s father answered the call, his tone sharp and expectant.“What is it?”A calm voice came through the receiver. “We’ve seen him, sir. Damien. He’s at Vespera Medical, alone. Fourth floor. Private wing.”For a second, Winston’s father didn’t blink. The words echoed in his ear like the sound of a loaded gun being cocked. Then, slowly, a wicked smile stretched across his face.“Very good,” he said, hanging up without another word.He turned to Serenity, who was still fuming from everything she'd just said about her grandfather, her engag
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty
Upon hearing Serenity’s quiet confession, Winston’s father tilted his head slightly, surprise flickering across his face. His brows drew together, the weight of confusion pressing deeper. “What do you mean it’s your fault?” he asked, his tone more curious than accusatory. “What exactly happened that would make your father—your own grandfather—not want to see even you?”Then Serenity exhaled softly, her fingers curling around each other in front of her. Her gaze dropped for a second, as if grounding herself before revealing what had clearly haunted her.“It’s about the one who treated him,” she began. “The miraculous doctor apprentice.”Winston’s father remained still, listening.“He… he was actually the one grandfather betrothed me to,” she said slowly. “And I… I chased him away. More than once.” Her voice thinned with guilt. “I insulted him. I doubted him. I accused him of things I didn’t understand... and the last time I saw him, it was on a cold evening.”She paused, swallowing ba
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Nine
At that moment Serenity stood still, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her brows furrowed in disbelief. The room felt cold—not because of the temperature, but because of the weight of what Winston's father had just said. Her heart pounded harder as his words echoed again in her head.“Three hundred years…” he muttered, voice laced with rage and helplessness. “That’s what his body is aging toward. In hours. Not decades.”He was pacing now, his hands trembling, not from fear—but fury. “Someone… someone did this to my son. To a member of this family! They didn’t just attack Winston—they attacked our name.”Serenity clenched her jaw. Her eyes darkened as she watched him struggle to remain composed. She didn’t like Winston. She never had. But this… this was far beyond personal feelings. It was about blood. About legacy.And someone had dared to stain it.“No,” she said sharply, stepping forward. “This is unacceptable. No one—no one—touches a member of this family and walks away. An
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Eight
At that moment the ground cracked beneath him as London’s brother roared—his body, now soaked in dark red mist, pulsated with corrupted energy. The warehouse trembled under the weight of his aura.Without a word, he raised his hand and unleashed it.A massive gust of decay burst from his palm like a cannon—corrosive wind screaming across the air, devouring the concrete floor in its path. Metal groaned and turned brittle in an instant. The entire space darkened, shadows dancing like spirits trapped in a storm.Damien didn’t blink.With a soft exhale, he shifted one foot back, adjusting his weight with perfect calm. His fingers came together in a slow, deliberate snap.Snap.From Damien’s fingers, a soft flash of white bloomed—a pulse of pure light, warm and yet impossibly sharp. It wasn't fire. It wasn't wind. It was something far more refined. More ancient.The white energy stretched wide like a dome, meeting the dark decay in mid-air.“Boom.”The collision was silent for a moment—the
