Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 412

Chapter 412

A long queue could be seen outside of Rejuvenation Clinic as the sun rose.

That has been the norm for the clinic as of late.

Even though Daniel wasn’t an outstanding doctor, his patients were nearby farmers with minor illnesses which could be easily dealt with.

Plus, the clinic’s fees were reasonable, making it the preferable clinic for nearby villagers.

Among the crowd was a fat man eyeing around.

He finally let out a sigh of relief after confirming that Zeke wasn’t at the clinic.

The fat man was Jason. He was there to treat his “sickness.”

The long line was making Jason impatient. If it were the usual him, he would’ve cut the queue long ago. But if he did that, it would attract Zeke’s attention and foil his plan.

That was why Jason chose to bear with it. It was already noon by the time it reached his turn.

Daniel smiled warmly at the fat patient in front of him. “Are you feeling unwell?”

“Yes. Recently, I kept experiencing dizziness, and I can’t seem to put any strength into my body. Sometimes I feel like puking, but nothing came out,” Jason replied.

“Show me your arm. I’ll check your vitals.” Daniel nodded.

Jason quickly stretched out his thick arm.

After checking the patient’s vital, Daniel finally said, “It’s not a big problem. A lack of vital energy is the main cause of your symptoms. Refrain from smoking and drinking for a few days. Consume more greens instead of meats. Take a good rest, and you’ll be good in one or two weeks’ time. Next!”

“Doctor, can you prescribe some medicine or tonic for me?” Jason requested.

“I don’t think it’s necessary for you to take any medicine just yet. Even though taking them could relieve the symptoms, but it’ll also have side effects. So, you are better off without it,” Daniel smiled.

“Please, give me something. I don’t care if it has any side effects. The headache is killing me.”

Daniel was perplexed at the patient’s request. It was his first time meeting a patient who wanted the doctor to prescribe medicine for him.

Daniel was about to put a note down on Jason’s medical record when the latter stopped him.

“Wait, doc... C-can you not record my condition? You know... the reason...” Jason smiled awkwardly.

“Sure thing.” Daniel nodded.

Lack of vitality also meant deficiency of the kidney. Hence, no man in the world would want that to be put on record.

Daniel did not make a record and wrote down the name of the drugs that Jason needed instead.

Jason quickly left the clinic after that. He did not return home but went to a calligraphy specialist instead.

“Hi. Do you provide handwriting mimicking service?” Jason asked.

“Of course. Whose handwriting are you trying to mimic?” the specialist asked.

Jason took out his medical record and said, “The one on this. Help me write pancreatic cancer on the diagnosis.”

As soon as the specialist saw the medical record, he refused to help Jason. “I’m sorry, but faking a medical record is illegal. I don’t provide this kinds of service.”

Jason then pulled out two bundles of cash and put them on the table. “Come on, do me a favor. I’m just trying to get some insurance money, that’s all.”

The specialist was instantly moved by the money and accepted the deal.

After studying Daniel’s handwriting and practicing on another piece of paper, the specialist finally wrote pancreatic cancer on Jason’s medical record.

Jason then kept the record away carefully.

The medical record was no longer a normal piece of paper, but something that could bury Zeke.