CHAPTER 651: CHAPTER 651: HANGING BY A THREAD

The moment the needle went in, the old man’s hand moved.

Everyone except July Quinn was ecstatic.

"Oh my god, this old man really came back to life!"

"No wonder he’s the top Divine Doctor of Esteria, one needle and he resurrects the dead."

"From now on, we should definitely seek Dr. Hale for treatment and not let certain quacks confuse the truth."

This praise was exactly what Simon Hale had anticipated.

Julian Norman even knelt and thanked, "Dr. Hale, thank you, thank you for curing my father. From now on, you’re like a second parent to our family."

Simon Hale relished the feeling of being revered and thanked by all, feeling quite elated.

"These are just the duties of a doctor, no need to thank me too much. Just remember in the future, don’t be greedy for cheap treatment and fall for quackery."

While elevating his own medical ethics, Simon Hale did not forget to diss July Quinn once more.

As he laid down these words, Simon Hale subtly glanced at July Quinn, wanting to see a panicked and fearful expression on her face.

But July Quinn was still busy fiddling with her phone, not even glancing their way, let alone showing any signs of worry or unease.

July Quinn seemed so calm?

This isn’t right!

Could it be she has some backup plan?

While Simon Hale was quickly pondering what backup plan July Quinn might have, the old man whose hand had just started moving suddenly screamed.

Accompanied by this piercing scream, he began rolling on the ground, frantically pulling at his hair, seeming in great pain.

"This... what’s going on here?"

"The old man seems to be in pain, could it be that July Quinn was right? That acupuncture point caused the blood to rampage?"

"Look, the old man’s eyes, nose, mouth, and ears are bleeding!"

Amidst the panicked voices around, Julian Norman was also deeply anxious.

"Dad, what’s happening to you?"

But his inquiry seemed unheard by his father, who continued to roll and pull at his hair in agony.

The crucial point is, the bleeding from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears became increasingly severe.

He could only look helplessly at Simon Hale: "Dr. Hale, please check what’s wrong with my dad? Please save him!"

Simon Hale also wanted to help but was at a loss.

In this situation, there was no relevant record on the medical books left on the stone walls by The Monroe Family.

"I also don’t know what’s happening..."

He tried to control the old man’s struggle but was pushed away, getting scratched extensively on the face and hands.

"Dr. Hale, didn’t you guarantee me that my dad would be fine? Yet now you say you don’t know?"

Julian Norman could not bear watching his father suffer from bleeding and rolling in pain, so in his emotional outburst, he exposed their previous dealings.

Of course, Simon Hale wouldn’t admit it.

"Don’t talk nonsense, when did I ever say such a thing to you!"

If he admitted it, how could he ever profit off his medical skills again?

"Damn it, you gave me ten million to smear Serenity Clinic. Now that something’s gone wrong, you’re disowning me?"

Julian Norman couldn’t believe Simon Hale could not treat his father and was also denying everything, so he vented his anger with a punch to Simon Hale.

"Julian Norman, how dare you hit me!"

Simon Hale was dazed by the hit, unable to resist shouting.

Seeing the brawl and hearing their conversation, those around them understood.

"Turns out they knew each other long ago and conspired to smear our Divine Doctor Quinn!"