Melanie and Professor Marshall entered the ward and stood by the bed. She said, "Dr. Landon, I dare not say that my method will definitely save you. I’m only 50 percent confident." "Ah..." Caleb smiled bitterly, tears streaming down his face. "Dr. Jones, I apologize to you. I was stubborn and reckless. I hope you can forgive me." "Don't think that I deliberately said I’m 50 percent confident to provoke you. In my eyes, you are now a patient, and every word I say comes from reason," Melanie calmly replied. Caleb was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "I can try acupuncture to detoxify you, but I also don't have full confidence due to individual differences," Melanie said. "Okay, I understand. I know this," Caleb assured repeatedly. "But rest assured, I will only cure you, not make you worse than you are now." Melanie smiled. Caleb was somewhat dazed, tears continuing to flow from his eyes. "Professor, I'll go prepare, and I'll come back to perform acupuncture for Caleb

Jeffrey's lips curled up into a mocking smile. Melanie thought he had gone to great lengths and risked great danger to come here just to impress her and to get her to continue helping him rise to power. Did he think that his concern for her was all fake? He felt a chill in his heart. He wanted to explain to her, to open up his heart to her, but he knew that explaining now would be futile. No matter how hard he tried to prove that he genuinely cared for her, in her eyes, it would still be seen as deceit colored by ulterior motives. He could only take a roundabout approach. "Everyone in the Storm Organization is an elite and a ruthless killer. Do you think it's naive to try to win their support?" But Melanie wasn't intimidated by his words. "Have you heard of Hank Castillo?" Jeffrey's pupils contracted slightly. Of course, he had heard of him. "What about him?" She knew he must have heard of Hank and continued, "Although I'm not sure about Hank's relationship with Nathan, j

"Who are they?" "They look a bit like the hospital's security guards..." someone muttered. The armed guards quickly sealed off the exits and shouted, "Quiet! All nurses, follow me!" After speaking, the head of the guards gestured with his hand. His men rushed forward without a word, dragging the nurses who were still eating in the cafeteria away. "What are you doing? Why are you taking us away?" "Where are you taking us?" the nurses asked in panic. "Don't talk nonsense! Let's go!" "Why aren't you taking them?" Some nurses pointed at the people left in the cafeteria and asked in confusion, "Just because we're nurses? What did we do? We didn't do anything wrong!" "Shut up, or I'll shut your mouth for you!" The armed guards intimidated them and dragged the struggling nurses away. Melanie looked around the cafeteria. After a brief shock, everyone calmed down, appearing calm and composed as if they were used to such big scenes. She continued to eat, but she couldn't

Six's complexion showed no signs of any problems. In terms of vitality, he probably had more than Alex, who had a glib tongue. "Dr. Jones, how's Six's heart?" Alex asked from behind. Melanie looked around at everyone's concerned expressions. She didn't want to expose Six’s lies, especially when it involved other people. Moreover, whether Six lied or not had nothing to do with her. Melanie smiled and replied vaguely, "Since he has already started taking medication, he should continue to take it on time and in the prescribed dosage for it to be effective." "Did you find any other problems?" At this point, the tall bodyguard in the group asked. "None," Melanie replied truthfully. "Your medical skills are nothing special!" the tall bodyguard muttered. "Who are you talking about?" Alex immediately puffed up his chest like a proud rooster. Melanie sneered, "Traditional medicine and western medicine are. The diagnosis of heart problems with imaging is naturally more accurate

"Mr. Castillo..." Melanie subconsciously muttered. "Come with me!" Hank didn't want to waste words, grabbed her collar, and pulled her out of the pile of rocks. "Except here, there's nowhere to hide!" Being dragged by him, Melanie was anxious. "Others aren't idiots. Do you want to wait for them to come and deliver your head to them?" Hank didn't look back, running ahead. Fortunately, Melanie was wearing flats. Even so, she could barely keep up with his speed after giving it her all. She suddenly realized that Hank's words made sense. In the entire field, there were only large rocks here that were suitable for hiding. If the enemy caught up, they would definitely search it... Yet, after running for a while, she suddenly realized that their pursuers might not be her enemies. Perhaps they were only Hank's enemies? At this thought, she slowed down her pace. Just then, several of Hank's bodyguards quickly approached him and gathered, saying, "Sir, Nathan's people are chasing