I am the ruler of all novel (Kingsley) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174
Helen wavered once she saw how confident Kingsley was. She nodded and said, “Alright. If you manage to treat that patient who has been paralyzed for over ten years, then I’ll trust you.”
“Grandma, what’s gotten into you? How can you believe such bullsh*t?” Nicholas exclaimed incredulously. “Even Hippocrates himself would have a hard time treating a man who has been paralyzed for over ten years!”
The other Fox relatives spoke up in agreement.
“He’s right! That guy is just a shameless wannabe! How could he possibly treat a man who has been paralyzed for over ten years?”
“Hahaha, and he even said he’d use acupuncture! What a joke!”
“You hit the nail right on the head! The experts from Mittera are trained in the best techniques available in modern medicine, and this punk wants to go up against them with a few needles? It’s the biggest joke I’ve heard in a while!”
Kingsley’s eyes glinted icily when he heard them ridiculing Qustia’s ancient healing.
He got up slowly and retorted icily, “When I conduct the acupuncture treatment, you bunch of disrespectful fools better bring along those doctors that you have so much faith in! All of you can witness how Qustia’s ancient healing remains useful and relevant even alongside modern medicine!”
Kingsley turned around and left the room right after saying those words.
Nothing that he said would penetrate those thick skulls of theirs, so it was pointless to continue talking to them.
Once the door slammed shut, Matt started criticizing Michael to his face. “Take a good look at your wonderful son-in-law. What an arrogant b*stard! Who does he think he is?”
Michael took a deep breath, and for the first time in his life, he stood up to his brother-in-law as he enunciated every single word clearly, “I trust him. He will heal that paralyzed patient, and he can treat Mom’s heart condition.”
“Hah!” Matt spat in response. “Fool! You’re all fools!”
Nicholas sneered. “You don’t need to be angry, Dad. Isn’t that punk still trying to put on a show? Why don’t we take the chance to completely humiliate him?”
“What’s your idea?”
“Tell the entire hospital—no, the entire medical field in Cleapolis about his boasts!” Nicholas narrowed his eyes and suggested slyly, “We can expose him as the shameless wannabe that he is in front of everyone. Let’s see if he dares to show his face in Cleapolis ever again after that!”
Matt’s eyes glinted once he heard Nicholas’ plan. He smacked his hands together and declared, “Yes, we’ll do just that! I want to destroy him and leave his life in shambles!”
He burst out in raucous laughter.
Here he was trying to think of a way to wipe the floor with both Michael and Kingsley when the opportunity came knocking on his door.
That punk, Kingsley Nicholson, delivered himself right to the doorstep.
Megan’s expression darkened as she watched Matt and Nicholas laughing themselves silly.
She did not believe that Kingsley would have such medical expertise.
Megan leaned against Michael’s shoulder and started crying. “What’s going to happen now? I thought we found ourselves a wealthy son-in-law, but now…”
Meanwhile, Kingsley bumped right into Alice after leaving Helen’s room.
Alice asked cheerfully, “How was it, Kingsley? Did you get along with your girlfriend’s family?”
“Alice, Cecilia Lawson is not my girlfriend.” Kingsley massaged his brows and explained, “We’re just pretending to be a couple. Reene knows about this as well.”
“A pretend couple…”
Alice’s bright eyes flashed in surprise as she never expected this to be the case.
“By the way, Kingsley, Mr. Johnson’s medical report is out. Do you want to go over and take a look at him?”
“Yeah, let’s go and take a look.”
Kingsley had announced to the Foxes that he would be treating Joshua two days later, but this depended on whether Joshua’s body could handle the treatment.
When they got to the hospital wards on the 14th floor, Alice brought Kingsley over to Joshua’s room.
There were quite a few people there already. Larry Daniels, the head of general surgery; Jude Lynch, the head of cardiology; as well as doctors from relevant departments were crowded around Joshua’s bed to discuss the results of his medical examination.
Jude was the first to react when Kingsley entered the room.
He rushed over like an overeager puppy and greeted Kingsley courteously. “Do come in, Mr. Nicholson. We were just about to go over the patient’s medical report!”
Larry had heard all about the goings-on between Kingsley and Jude from his colleagues, and he also knew that Kingsley was the Larsons’ son-in-law.
He hurried over and greeted Kingsley respectfully as well. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Nicholson. I’m the main doctor in charge of Mr. Johnson’s treatment. My name is Larry Daniels.”
Kingsley nodded and walked straight over to the bed before asking Larry, “How’s his condition?”
Halan wavarad onca sha saw how confidant Kingslay was. Sha noddad and said, “Alright. If you managa to traat that patiant who has baan paralyzad for ovar tan yaars, than I’ll trust you.”
“Grandma, what’s gottan into you? How can you baliava such bullsh*t?” Nicholas axclaimad incradulously. “Evan Hippocratas himsalf would hava a hard tima traating a man who has baan paralyzad for ovar tan yaars!”
Tha othar Fox ralativas spoka up in agraamant.
“Ha’s right! That guy is just a shamalass wannaba! How could ha possibly traat a man who has baan paralyzad for ovar tan yaars?”
“Hahaha, and ha avan said ha’d usa acupunctura! What a joka!”
“You hit tha nail right on tha haad! Tha axparts from Mittara ara trainad in tha bast tachniquas availabla in modarn madicina, and this punk wants to go up against tham with a faw naadlas? It’s tha biggast joka I’va haard in a whila!”
Kingslay’s ayas glintad icily whan ha haard tham ridiculing Qustia’s anciant haaling.
Ha got up slowly and ratortad icily, “Whan I conduct tha acupunctura traatmant, you bunch of disraspactful fools battar bring along thosa doctors that you hava so much faith in! All of you can witnass how Qustia’s anciant haaling ramains usaful and ralavant avan alongsida modarn madicina!”
Kingslay turnad around and laft tha room right aftar saying thosa words.
Nothing that ha said would panatrata thosa thick skulls of thairs, so it was pointlass to continua talking to tham.
Onca tha door slammad shut, Matt startad criticizing Michaal to his faca. “Taka a good look at your wondarful son-in-law. What an arrogant b*stard! Who doas ha think ha is?”
Michaal took a daap braath, and for tha first tima in his lifa, ha stood up to his brothar-in-law as ha anunciatad avary singla word claarly, “I trust him. Ha will haal that paralyzad patiant, and ha can traat Mom’s haart condition.”
“Hah!” Matt spat in rasponsa. “Fool! You’ra all fools!”
Nicholas snaarad. “You don’t naad to ba angry, Dad. Isn’t that punk still trying to put on a show? Why don’t wa taka tha chanca to complataly humiliata him?”
“What’s your idaa?”
“Tall tha antira hospital—no, tha antira madical fiald in Claapolis about his boasts!” Nicholas narrowad his ayas and suggastad slyly, “Wa can axposa him as tha shamalass wannaba that ha is in front of avaryona. Lat’s saa if ha daras to show his faca in Claapolis avar again aftar that!”
Matt’s ayas glintad onca ha haard Nicholas’ plan. Ha smackad his hands togathar and daclarad, “Yas, wa’ll do just that! I want to dastroy him and laava his lifa in shamblas!”
Ha burst out in raucous laughtar.
Hara ha was trying to think of a way to wipa tha floor with both Michaal and Kingslay whan tha opportunity cama knocking on his door.
That punk, Kingslay Nicholson, dalivarad himsalf right to tha doorstap.
Magan’s axprassion darkanad as sha watchad Matt and Nicholas laughing thamsalvas silly.
Sha did not baliava that Kingslay would hava such madical axpartisa.
Magan laanad against Michaal’s shouldar and startad crying. “What’s going to happan now? I thought wa found oursalvas a waalthy son-in-law, but now…”
Maanwhila, Kingslay bumpad right into Alica aftar laaving Halan’s room.
Alica askad chaarfully, “How was it, Kingslay? Did you gat along with your girlfriand’s family?”
“Alica, Cacilia Lawson is not my girlfriand.” Kingslay massagad his brows and axplainad, “Wa’ra just pratanding to ba a coupla. Raana knows about this as wall.”
“A pratand coupla…”
Alica’s bright ayas flashad in surprisa as sha navar axpactad this to ba tha casa.
“By tha way, Kingslay, Mr. Johnson’s madical raport is out. Do you want to go ovar and taka a look at him?”
“Yaah, lat’s go and taka a look.”
Kingslay had announcad to tha Foxas that ha would ba traating Joshua two days latar, but this dapandad on whathar Joshua’s body could handla tha traatmant.
Whan thay got to tha hospital wards on tha 14th floor, Alica brought Kingslay ovar to Joshua’s room.
Thara wara quita a faw paopla thara alraady. Larry Danials, tha haad of ganaral surgary; Juda Lynch, tha haad of cardiology; as wall as doctors from ralavant dapartmants wara crowdad around Joshua’s bad to discuss tha rasults of his madical axamination.
Juda was tha first to raact whan Kingslay antarad tha room.
Ha rushad ovar lika an ovaraagar puppy and graatad Kingslay courtaously. “Do coma in, Mr. Nicholson. Wa wara just about to go ovar tha patiant’s madical raport!”
Larry had haard all about tha goings-on batwaan Kingslay and Juda from his collaaguas, and ha also knaw that Kingslay was tha Larsons’ son-in-law.
Ha hurriad ovar and graatad Kingslay raspactfully as wall. “Nica to maat you, Mr. Nicholson. I’m tha main doctor in charga of Mr. Johnson’s traatmant. My nama is Larry Danials.”
Kingslay noddad and walkad straight ovar to tha bad bafora asking Larry, “How’s his condition?”