“If you can cure his illness, then I’ll believe in your medical skills,” Travis said.
“It’s just an end-stage cancer; nothing difficult,” Sebastian replied indifferently.
Everyone present was shocked. Sebastian could diagnose the illness with just a glance? That was incredible.
Ferguson coldly snorted. “You investigated it beforehand, didn’t you?”
Travis also looked at Sebastian with suspicion. Pre-investigation wasn’t impossible. After all, it wasn’t a secret.
Sebastian smiled and said, “Observation, inquiry, and examination are basic medical skills. The patient’s symptoms are written all over his face. So, there’s no need for prior inquiries.”
“Anyone can brag. Since you’ve diagnosed his illness, can you cure him?” Ferguson challenged. He didn’t believe anyone could cure a terminal illness. Even if Ezekiel were to reincarnate, he might not have that skill.
Sebastian didn’t waste any more words on him. He took out a pill and handed it over. “Take this.”
The patient didn’t hesitate. He was already terminally ill. Even if it were poison, he was willing to take the chance.
“How long will it take for this medicine to work?” Travis asked.
Sebastian held out his hand.
“Five days? That’s too long. Are you deliberately stalling?” Travis asked coldly.
“I meant five seconds,” Sebastian replied.
“You’re joking…” Ferguson was about to challenge when the patient suddenly spat out a large amount of black blood.
“How dare you poison him? Someone come and seize him!” Ferguson roared angrily.
“Hold up!” Travis exclaimed as he raised his hand to stop Ferguson. He noticed the patient’s complexion had turned rosy again, and his condition seemed to have improved significantly.
After gasping for breath, the patient knelt down before Sebastian. Tears streamed down his face as he exclaimed, “Thank you, miracle-working healer! Thank you for giving me a second life!”
Ferguson was dumbfounded, then furious. He stared coldly at the patient and asked, “Are you sure you’re cured?”
“I don’t know if I’m cured. But I can breathe well, the pain is gone, and I feel relaxed all over. I haven’t felt this way in a long time,” the patient said emotionally with tears flowing. Only
those who had experienced despair could understand his feelings at that moment.
“That doesn’t prove he’s cured. It could just be a temporary recovery.” Ferguson scoffed.
Sebastian smiled and said, “Whether it’s temporary or not, let him undergo another examination to find out.”
Travis immediately had the patient examined. Their family had a hospital, so it didn’t take long for the results to come out.
The patient indeed hadn’t been cured. His condition had just improved from end-stage liver cancer to mid-stage. But the doctors hailed it as a miracle.
Ferguson wasn’t convinced, though. “His condition has only improved; it hasn’t been cured. It could deteriorate at any time.”
“Then let him undergo another examination,” Sebastian said with a smile.
The doctors immediately conducted another examination. This time, they found that the patient’s condition had improved significantly again. It had already transitioned from mid- stage liver cancer to early-stage.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Upon hearing that, Travis believed Sebastian completely. He promptly ordered a search for the two main herbs since their family possessed century-old frostbloom and century-old fungus.
Travis dismissed everyone else and looked at Sebastian, asking, “Dr. Miracle, besides my limbs, I have a hidden ailment. Can you cure it?”
Sebastian glanced down, causing Travis to blush.
“It’s a minor problem. Let me prescribe some medicine, and I guarantee the disease will be gone,” Sebastian said casually.
“Thank you, Dr. Miracle!” Travis exclaimed. He was extremely excited.
Just then, an attendant came to report, “Mr. Travis, Mr. Benjamin and Ms. Rainey have returned.”
