The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 He'll Die After Three Needles

Henry's fury exploded.

At that moment, he forgot all about his role as mayor and shouted, "I've been waiting for your analysis for two hours, and now you're telling me it's hopeless and I should prepare for the worst? Did I spend 50 million just to hear this?"

Carson, boiling with anger, suddenly looked at Robin with a complicated expression.

Robin hadn't said anything false.

As the wealthiest man in Brookhaven and Martin's son, Carson had a knack for judging people.

If Robin wasn't talking nonsense, it meant he had already seen the truth about Martin's illness. Could it be that he had some medical knowledge?

Mikell raised his hands in a helpless gesture. "Mr. Wright, I get how you're feeling. But life and death are natural processes.

"Your father is elderly, has a history of serious gunshot wounds, and his organs are in poor condition. Also, there are still some bullet fragments lodged in his body from years ago.

"Aggressive treatment won't help and will only increase his suffering. He should leave this world peacefully."

"Nonsense!" Wilder said with a sneer as he rose from the couch.

"If you can't cure someone, then declaring them incurable is absurd!"

Henry was both furious and anxious. He had forgotten about Wilder and rushed over to shake his hand, begging, "Mr. Lennon, I'm so sorry for making you wait. I should have asked you to treat my father sooner."

Wilder patted Henry's shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry. I'll do everything I can for Old Mr. Wright."

He then took the silver needle from Olive and promptly inserted it into Martin's acupoint.

"You're killing him, not saving him!"

Robin's voice cut through the tense atmosphere once more.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Henry pointed at Robin in anger and instructed his guards, "Get him out of here!"

Robin snorted. "Your father was a hero, but he's going to die because of these incompetent doctors. With that needle, he's already close to death."

"That's ridiculous!" Wilder retorted.

Robin turned to Henry. "In three needles, your father will die!"

"You b*stard! Say one more word, and I'll have you arrested!" Henry was livid, ready to give the order to the guards.

Carson quickly intervened, whispering, "Hold on, maybe this young man has some skills.

"He just pointed out that Mikell can't save Dad. Let's wait a bit and see what happens."

Upon hearing that, Henry looked back at Robin, who appeared to be in his early 20s and was exuding arrogance.

It was hard for Henry to accept that Robin had more medical knowledge.

"Kid, Mr. Lennon is a leading figure in holistic medicine in Draconia. His skills are beyond your understanding! How can you say he can't help my father? Do you understand medicine?"

Robin sneered. "Medicine? That's just a label. Real medicine is about understanding how the body's organs work and how blood circulates.

"Anyone who's read holistic medicine texts knows this. The real difference is how those principles are applied to treat people. It all comes down to individual expertise.

"The so-called expert you mentioned just used a needle that goes against how the body operates. Essentially, he's speeding up your father's death!"

Henry and Carson were taken aback, beads of cold sweat forming on their foreheads. They even felt a shiver.

If Robin was right, wouldn't that put Martin at risk?

At that moment, Wilder's anger boiled over as he pointed at Robin and shouted, "Do you think reading a few medical books makes you an expert? That's just nonsense!"

Olive rushed forward and rebuked, "What are you talking about? My master has never failed in his medical practice! There's not a single patient he can't heal!"

Wilder felt a pang of regret. Olive's confidence was overwhelming!

There was no such thing as a true miracle doctor in the world.

Even if his master were still around, he wouldn't dare to make such grand claims.

But Olive's words had been spoken and couldn't be retracted.