"What? A presidential suite that costs over ten thousand dollars a day? How dare that son of a bitch spend so lavishly? He doesn't see an issue with it because he's spending out of somebody else's pocket! "Seems like he's ripped off quite a fortune from your sister!" Trudy was furious."Exactly! I've never even stayed in a presidential suite before!" Brutus huffed.The two then got up and hurried over to the hotel in a rage.Back in the suite, Woody opened up his canvas bag. There were over a dozen top-tier black cards from various banks.When the rich and powerful came to him for medical help, they had to give him half of their assets as payment. Woody only kept a tenth of what he received for himself, and and he donated the rest to charity. Even so, he managed to save up a sizable amount for himself. All Pamela needed to do was say it, and he could give her an extravagant life fit for royalty. There was such an easy path laid out ahead of her, but she insisted on taking the hard w
Considering that they had been family in the past, Woody held his anger at bay and forced himself not to retaliate. "Mom, must we make things so ugly between us?""Hah! Who's your mother? Take a good look at yourself. Do you think you're fit to call me Mom?"Brutus raised Woody's stack of black cards and mocked in disdain, "What a fucking joke! I've never even seen such cards! They must be fake! And this … What trash is this?"He picked up the deerskin needle bag and took a brief glance at it, thinking it was just worthless junk."Give it back!" Woody was infuriated.But not only did Brutus not give it back, he even threw it to the ground and stomped on it. "Trash! Just like you, you ex-convict!"Woody could no longer hold back his anger. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles popped simultaneously."You asshole!" A slap landed on Brutus' face, sending him crashing to the ground with a loud smack. One of his cheeks instantly became red and swollen. "You ingrate!
With a crack, both of Brutus' legs were broken at a grotesque angle. The bones pierced through his flesh and skin, and blood began flowing immediately."Ahh! My legs!" Brutus' agonizing shrieks reverberated in the suite.Trudy swiftly went to check on him, shouting, "You madwoman! How dare you do this to my son?"She pulled out her phone as she shouted, about to get some backup. But one of the bodyguards slapped it out of her hands and sent it crashing to the ground in pieces."Mind you, Mr. Henderson is not to be insulted. If you want to seek revenge, I'll be waiting. My name is Helen Cartwright!"Helen's words were cold and hard as she said, "Throw them both out! No one is to kick up a fuss in this room!""Woody Henderson, you bastard! How dare you just watch my son's legs be broken without doing anything? You're both done for, you wretched couple! Our family will not let you off! Just you wait!"The bodyguards ignored their screams and forcibly escorted them out.The room qu
"That's nonsense! I've never heard of a hospital's wards being closed off! Come up with a better lie next time! How old do you think I am? Three?"At that moment, Dickson York came rushing over with several of his men. When he saw his son lying on a stretcher and his wife all bruised up, he exclaimed in astonishment, "How come the two of you are hurt so badly?""It's all thanks to that son of a bitch, Woody Henderson! He instructed a bitch to beat us up! Do you even know how brutal they were? It hurts to high hell!" Trudy began complaining amidst sobs.Trying to suppress his rage, Dickson said, "Don't worry. I won't let that bastard off easily. But right now, you both need to get treated first. Why haven't you been admitted yet?"Trudy immediately began explaining exaggeratedly and sarcastically. The doctor-in-charge was so frustrated by what he heard that he rolled his eyes."I'll contact the director of the hospital. With our family status, I refuse to believe we can't even get somet
"I don't even know him! How could I possibly have contacted him?"Helen's eyes widened as she quickly explained to Woody, "Mr. Henderson, please trust me. This has got nothing to do with me!"Asking for help from two different people for the same matter wasn't too nice of a thing to do. Since she'd already asked for Woody's help, naturally, Helen wouldn't have asked another person to get involved. That would show that she didn't trust Woody. Helen would never do something so childish."Huh? Then, who is he?" Clement was dumbfounded. "He followed us in when we carried Mason into the ward earlier. I had assumed that you had sent him here, Ms. Cartwright."Right then, a group of doctors in white coats came in through the doors. At the forefront was the director of the hospital, Dwayne Maxwell. Behind him followed a group of specialists."Ms. Cartwright, please allow me to make some introductions. This is my senior, Dr. Kevin Barker, who's one of the most knowledgeable people in the whole
"Ms. Cartwright, you seem like an educated and refined lady. So, how could you make such a foolish decision? "You shouldn't trust the words of a quack doctor just because you're feeling desperate. You'll regret it deeply once you realize you've been fooled! Most importantly, we can't afford to delay the patient's treatment anymore." Helen hurriedly replied, "Mr. Henderson is not a swindler!" Kevin snorted, "How could traditional medicine ever compare to modern medicine? "Some of those doctors even use stories of spirits and gods to trick the patient and their family members. Those people are completely unethical! They are swindlers, of course!" "Mr. Henderson, please don't mind those remarks." Helen looked at Woody apologetically. Kevin furrowed his brows. Although Woody had a charismatic air about him, it didn't change the fact that he was too young to be an experienced doctor. Doctors would normally have to undergo an extended period of practical training to learn and absorb
"You think I wouldn't know a basic thing like that?" Kevin shot Woody a glare. "We'll pick several vital spots and conduct the biopsies there. Someone, go and get the equipment ready." Woody refuted, "Even if you conduct the biopsy on all of his bones, you won't be able to find any trace of poison. Besides, the patient is in no condition to go under multiple biopsies." "What a load of nonsense! There's no way Kevin is wrong about this. The minute injuries left from biopsy procedures would hardly cause any damage to the human body. "You should just keep your mouth shut if you don't know what you're saying. You'll only embarrass yourself endlessly," Dwayne yelled at him. Woody responded, "Bone marrow biopsies are harmless procedures for a normal patient. However, Mason Cartwright is in critical condition. The procedure is too harsh for him." "The audacity! You're clearly doubting Kevin's expertise!" Kevin snickered. "You're worried that you'll lose the chance to pull your s
Trudy completely distorted the truth and pushed all the blame on Woody as she told Pamela what happened. Dickson added, "Woody spent four years in prison. It's no surprise that he's become violent after spending time in prison, right?" Pamela felt extremely torn. She still couldn't believe that Woody would do something like this. At the same time, she felt really bad for her mother and brother. Still, it was wrong for anyone to resort to violence, especially when they had caused the other party such severe injuries. "That's enough. I'll call him now and ask for an explanation." Pamela walked out of the ward and dialed Woody's number. When the line got through, Pamela asked, "Was it you who injured my mom and my brother?" "If that's how you want to put it, then sure." Pamela could feel her anger flare up. "Woody, I had a grain of doubt about this. I figured there must be a valid explanation for this incident. Yet, you're not even trying to explain yourself. "My family was righ