Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 597

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"Mr. Atticus, come quick! Something's wrong with him!"

Mr. Atticus rushed over to check on the man, but before he could even start, he heard several more thuds as people collapsed around him.

It was chaos—several people were on the ground, frothing at the mouth and convulsing uncontrollably. Panic spread like wildfire.

Mr. Atticus was at a loss, overwhelmed by the sheer number of people needing help. He knelt beside the nearest man, trying to get a sense of his pulse.

The man's pulse was erratic, his breathing all over the place. Even Mr. Atticus couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

More people collapsed, not just frothing at the mouth this time, but their faces turning a horrible shade of purple as if they were suffocating.

A collective gasp echoed through the crowd. "Mr. Atticus, what's happening? What's wrong with them?" they urgently asked.

Mr. Atticus, gritting his teeth, was at a loss when a smug voice cut through the tension, "Well, well, all these folks were treated by you, weren't they, Mr. Atticus? How come they were fine before, but now they're like this? Could it be your incompetence that's harming them?"

Lance's voice was full of schadenfreude, eyes gleaming with malicious delight.

Just moments ago, Ms. Flora had mentioned he couldn't cure these people. Now, with this unfolding disaster, it seemed obvious that Mr. Atticus's lack of skill had turned saving lives into taking them.

Lance's words hung in the air, casting a deadly silence over the crowd. A moment later, the silence broke into a frenzy.

"Yeah! These people were all treated by Mr. Atticus!"

"Is it really his fault?"