Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 798

Zeke sat beside Joshua as he took his pulse and checked his abdomen.

A moment later, he frowned.

Joshua’s ascites was not as serious as he thought it would be, but there were other issues.

Those issues had been caused by external infection, as ascites would not cause symptoms like what he had observed.

Damn it. The TCM practitioner who treated Joshua must have been a careless one. Not only did he not stabilize his ascites, but he also created more issues for the man.

The reputation of many TCM practitioners will be ruined by useless TCM practitioners like these.

I have to get rid of every useless TCM practitioners that I meet. Otherwise, the reputation of TCM practitioners will be ruined by them.

He showed none of his thoughts on his face to avoid the Walters family from worrying.

He asked, “Sage, who’s the doctor that treated your father?”

Sage answered, “It’s Dr. Quincy Lang. He’s also living in Octagon Row, and he comes for acupuncture sessions every night. He should be here for the session soon.”

Zeke nodded.

He would soon be able to meet with this so-called TCM practitioner, Quincy Lang.

At that time, in a clinic that was a house away from Sage’s.

Two figures were talking, and once in a while, they would mention Sage’s family.

One of them was Xander, whose kneecap had been shattered.

The other was Quincy, Joshua’s doctor.

The pain in Xander’s leg came in waves, and his hatred toward Sage’s family and Zeke never ceased.

Gritting his teeth, Xander grunted, “Dr. Lang, I’ll give you a hundred thousand if you kill Sage’s father tonight.”

Gritting his teeth, Xander grunted, “Dr. Lang, I’ll give you a hundred thousand if you kill Sage’s father tonight.”

Quincy was frightened by his words.

“Mr. Moore, you’re putting me in a tight spot. This is intentional murder. I’ll be executed if someone finds out about it.”

Xander uttered, “It’ll be medical malpractice. Don’t worry. The Moore family will protect you.”

Quincy stuttered, “B- But it’s someone’s life. H- How could I...”

The other man hissed, “A hundred thousand!”

Quincy mumbled, “Mr. Moore, this isn’t about the money...”

Xander offered, “Ten million!”

Ten million!

Quincy’s heart skipped a beat.

Ten million.

I’ve been working as a doctor for my whole life, and I’ve only managed to obtain two hundred thousand.

Ten million is a number I can never earn even if I lived until two-hundred-years old.

Money could make the Devil turn millstones, and he was tempted.

He gritted out, “Okay, Mr. Moore. Deal.”

Xander laughed, “A man who knows what’s good for him. Now you’re talking! I’ll give you five million first and pay you the rest after you’re done.”

Quincy glanced at the time; it was time for him to go to Joshua’s house.

He took his medical bag and left the clinic.

Although he was terrified by the thought of killing, he managed to convince himself to calm down when he looked at the notification of transfer in his bank account.

That miserable life of Joshua is worth this five million.

Soon, he reached Sage’s house.

Sage enthusiastically welcomed him.

“Dr. Lang, you’re here. Please, take a seat.”

Joshua had stood up as well. “Lang, I’m sorry to trouble you to come to my place every day.”

Quincy could barely conceal the guilt in his smile. “It’s my job. I’m a doctor, after all.”

“Dr. Lang, please, have some water.” Sage hurriedly poured a cup of water for Quincy.

However, Quincy waved his hands.

“No need. Moore, let me treat you first.”

Joshua nodded as he took off his shirt and lay on the bed.

At that, Zeke whispered to Sole Wolf. “Sole Wolf, film how he’s administering the treatment later.”

The latter nodded. “Don’t worry.”

He then took out his phone, pretending to browse for something online as he filmed the procedure.

Quincy took out a silver needle and a bottle of vodka. He then used the vodka to sterilize the silver needle.

In an instant, Zeke was burning in rage.

This ba****d isn’t using proper alcohol to sterilize. He’s using vodka!

No wonder there’s an infection in the liver.

Moreover, the way he’s holding the needle is wrong.

Calling him a useless TCM practitioner is an overstatement. He doesn’t know anything about TCM!

If a man like him isn’t revoked of his medical license, he will end up hurting many.