The understated miraculous Doctor.

Chapter two

Chapter two

Upon collecting all the gifts and saying his goodbye to everyone.

He turned and walked out the clinic compound when he saw three black luxury vehicles parked outside the clinic.

At that moment Damien adjusted his travel bag, still in through of who must have parked those luxury vehicle in front of the clinic when two figures emerged from the car, a young woman in an elegant azure dress and a man in a tailored black suit that probably cost more than the clinic's monthly earnings. “Excuse me,”

the woman called out, her voice carrying a musical quality despite its underlying tension.

“We're looking for Master Raymond. Is he here?”

Her eyes held a desperate hope.

“Master Raymond left the clinic two years ago.”

Upon hearing what Damien just said the man's face twisted in frustration.

“Two years?”

His eyes widened. Pulling out an ornate jade card from his inner pocket, he threw it on the ground angrily.

“Then what's the point of this?”

The card spun through the air before landing in the dust with a soft thud.

“Brother!”

The woman gasped, but couldn't hide her own disappointment of not getting to meet Master Raymond. “Grandfather is dying, Sophia,”

The man's voice cracked slightly.

“And this...”

He gestured at the card on the ground,

“This was supposed to be our miracle. The great Master Raymond guaranteed treatment, and he left this shit clinic two years ago, what a joke!”

Sophia's perfectly maintained composure finally cracked.

“We've tried everything,”

She whispered, more to herself than to Damien.

“The Imperial Hospital's best physicians. The Chen family's ancestral healers. Even that famous doctor from the Western Mountains and states, but to no avail.”

She lifted her gaze to the clinic with its herbs drying in the windows.

“This card... it was our last hope.”

At that moment Damien stared at the jade card glinting in the morning dust. The intricate medical runes carved into its surface, one of only ten such cards his master had ever created. Each stroke told a story of Master Raymond's sacred promise to treat them when the time comes.

He then walked closer to the card and picked it up.

“You know Master Raymond? Please, can you tell us where to give him, and I promise to reward you handsomely, even if it's a million I –”

“I don't know his current location,” Damien cut in, watching her hope dim.

“But as his disciple, and seeing the promise he made on the card, I can honor his words on his behalf. Who is the patient?”

“Our grandfather,”

She started, but her brother stepped between them, his expensive suit rustling with the sharp movement.

“Listen here,”

he sneered.

“if you think you can exploit our situation–”

At that moment a harsh, rattling cough echoed from the black car behind them.

Damian's eyes narrowed, his entire demeanor shifting. with his years of medical training crystallized into perfect clarity, he knows what was wrong immediately.

“Listen to me,”

He said pointing at the car.

“Your grandfather's meridians are blocked,”

He continued with quiet precision.

“The fluid in his lungs has a distinct Pearl-Drop consistency. His qi is stagnating specifically in the third and sixth channels, causing pressure on the heart chamber. The Wind and Water elements are in severe imbalance, leading to...”

immediately Sophia hand flew to her mouth.

“That's... that's exactly what the Imperial doctors said! How could you possibly–”

“Lucky guess,”

her brother scoffed.

“I guess grandfather condition is so simple and anyone could–”

“In precisely three hours and forty-two minutes,”

Damein continued calmly, pulling out a simple business card with only his contact written on it.

“He will develop copper-flavored phlegm and begin to convulse violently, leading to difficulty breathing. The pain will concentrate under his right rib cage, and his body temperature will spike to exactly 40.7 degrees, and when all of these happen, just know your grandfather has less than two hours to leave.”

He held out the card between two fingers.

“When these symptoms appear, you can decide whether to call me or not.”

Dona collected the card with shaking hands.

Damien turned and was about to walk away then the man yelled at Damien.

“Who... who do you think you are?”

Damien turned away, his shadow stretching long in the morning sun. “Just someone keeping his master's promise.”

He paused, looking back over his shoulder.

“Or perhaps just a lucky guesser. The choice to believe is yours.”

At that moment Sophia's phone rang and immediately she brought out her phone only to see it was her father.

Immediately she answered the call.

“Father? Yes... yes!”

Sophia's eyes lit up as she clutched her phone.

“Dr.Kyle will see Grandfather? We're coming right away!”

She turned to her brother, her joy replacing her earlier despair.

“One of the top 5 physicians in the country, Dr Kyle has agreed to treat Grandfather... he will be fine now!”

At that moment both of them started walking towards their car.

when the man stops and faces Damien.

Then he spat on the floor.

“For trying to play us for a fool, I will be coming back to you.”

He then walked into his car and their convoy of luxury cars pulled away.

**

Not long after the Golden Estate rose before Damien like a mountain of glass and steel, a far cry from the modest stone mansions he remembered from his childhood.

Towering residential palaces stretched toward the clouds, their windows reflecting the midday sun like thousands of gleaming eyes.

Security checkpoints had replaced the old garden paths, and automated gates now stood where elderly guards once dozed in the shade of ancient willows.

“Many years ago,”

Damien murmured to himself, his simple healer's robes drawing curious glances from passing luxury vehicles.

He remembered running through these streets as a boy back then.

Damien finally arrived at Serenity Villa which was located at the other side of the estate.

“You!”

A sharp voice cut through the opulent silence.

Damien then turned to the direction of the voice.

There she stood - War Goddess Serenity, resplendent in her military uniform adorned with gleaming medals. Her beauty was legendary, but her eyes held only ice as they fell upon Damien simple healer's robes.

“How dare you show your face here?”

she spat, each word dripping with disdain.

“Did my letter not make it clear enough for your dump healer mind to comprehend?”

However Damian maintained his calm, hands clasped behind his back.

“I received your letter.”

“Then you're even more foolish than I imagined,”

she laughed coldly.

“Look at yourself - a nobody from nowhere, thinking he can marry the War Goddess? Do you know how many noble houses and top families seek alliance with me? What could a village doctor possibly offer?”

“I didn't come here to see you, I'm here to see your grandfather, because only him can cancel the engagement.”

Damien stated simply.

The change was instant. serenity's face contorted with fury, her hand flying to the customized golden pistol at her hip.

“You... you DARE?”

Her voice shook with rage.

“My grandfather lies in a coma, and you have the audacity to make such a request?”

Her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Now I understand - you heard about his condition, didn't you? and you came running here because you knew he couldn't wake up to cancel the engagement himself!”