Chapter 19: Who Do You Think You Are

“Gulp...” A sudden sound of swallowing saliva echoed in the venue, especially for Harve, who was completely frightened. He couldn't imagine what would have happened to his head if Fabricio had slapped him earlier when he was angry... Would it have exploded like a watermelon? As for Raiden? His face turned extremely ugly. Because he was equally shocked, to the point where he couldn't even say the tough words that were on the tip of his tongue. There was no way. What Harve was afraid of, he was also afraid! Therefore, after his lips twitched for a long time, he finally could only point tremblingly at Fabricio. Without saying a word, he grabbed his son and wife and hurriedly left. "Wait!" "Swish!" Raiden couldn't hold back any longer. He turned to look at Fabricio, his face darkening, and said in a sinister tone, "Kid, do you dare to lay hands on me?" Raiden's eyes flashed with fierceness. He warned, "Don't think I didn't remind you. You might have some skills, but this is the modern era. Even if you can fight, can you fight against guns and artillery?" With a glint of hostility in his eyes, Raiden said menacingly, "Touch me? Have you considered the consequences?" Fabricio smiled faintly, shook his head, and waved his hand. "Mr. Harrison, you've misunderstood. I am a law-abiding citizen. How could I casually lay hands on someone? The only reason I stopped you is to share a piece of advice." While Raiden breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, he maintained a tough exterior. "Spit it out if you have something to say!" Fabricio, far from being angry, raised the corners of his mouth even higher. He said with a playful smile, "You have one week. Take your son for medical consultations. But believe me, in the end, you will come to ask for my help." "Of course, you can choose not to believe me, but let me make it clear: if your son's problem isn't resolved within a week, even if gods descend from the heavens, they won't be able to save him!" Upon hearing this, Lavelle and his mother both turned pale, instinctively wanting to plead with Fabricio, but Raiden pulled them back. He looked coldly at Fabricio and disdainfully spat, "Beg you? Who do you think you are? I don't believe it. With so many famous doctors and miracle healers in the whole of Kyushu, do you think you're the only one?" "If others can't cure him, do you think you can? I won't beg you! Spit!" After a heavy spit, Raiden turned away again, but Wilton was anxious. He hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute." Calling Raiden and his son to a stop, he turned his head to Fabricio and said, "Dr. Harrison, since you know that the young Wang has a virus in his body, why would you let him leave? This is not a time for a temper tantrum. Please reconsider." "Yes, that's right." Other doctors also joined in persuading, "After all, no one can guarantee whether the virus in Wang's body is infectious. Dr. Harrison, why don't we treat him first?" "Moreover, should we also undergo a comprehensive examination?" "Do we need to report this?" It's not that they are making a fuss over nothing. This matter is indeed not to be underestimated. Think about the bubonic plague, SARS virus, Ebola virus, and even AIDS – all of which have had a significant impact on humanity. And all of these originated from wildlife. If Lavelle leaves with a strain of virus that is as contagious as the bubonic plague or SARS, who can bear the consequences? However, Fabricio was indifferent, saying, "Don't worry, this virus is not infectious. But for some people, it's going to be tough. Because a week later, he will face respiratory failure, muscle paralysis, and severe heart failure, and it's completely irreversible." "What!?" The faces of Lavelle and his mother changed drastically, especially the latter. She wanted to rush over and beg Fabricio to save her son, but she was pulled back by her father. "Don't panic!" With a cold snort, Raiden said resentfully, "I've said it already, there's more than one doctor in this world. Are you afraid that no one can really cure you?" "And besides." He glanced coldly at Fabricio, disdainfully saying, "Whatever he says is whatever? Do you really consider him a miracle worker?" "Spit!" Spitting once again, he grabbed his wife and child and walked out decisively. The scene fell silent for a while, and people were unsure of what to say. In the end, Lavelle's father, Lavelle, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, Dr. Harrison. You've been wronged because of this. But after all, he is my second uncle, and I..." Fabricio waved his hand, not minding, "It's okay. I don't mind at all." This statement came from the heart because he knew very well that sooner or later, they would come back to seek his help. In that case, why get angry? At most... he would settle the score with them when the time came. Others didn't know what he was thinking, and they collectively breathed a sigh of relief at his words. Especially Lavelle, who nodded with a smile, saying, "That's good. Since Dr. Harrison is so magnanimous, then, should we start treating my father immediately? After all, the sooner, the better." Fabricio agreed, saying, "Sure, let's go." Some doctors immediately approached, opened the door to the intensive care unit, and then the experts, along with Fabricio and Lavelle, walked in together. The others stayed outside. After all, the space inside the intensive care unit was limited, and it was impossible for everyone to go in. However, just as they entered the second door, a doctor rushed out urgently. Seeing Director Wilton, he looked anxious and said, "Bad news, Director. Mr. Harrison's condition has suddenly worsened. Without surgery soon, it might be too late." "What!?" Lavelle was the first to exclaim, and the next moment, he hurriedly looked at Fabricio and said, "Dr. Harrison..." Waving his hand, Fabricio walked inside, saying in a low voice, "Don't worry. As long as he still has a breath left, he won't die!" Many doctors frowned upon hearing this, especially the one who was about to go out to report the situation. Before this, he had been in the intensive care unit all along, so he didn't know Fabricio and had no understanding of him at all. Naturally, he couldn't help but reprimand, "Who are you? Do you know Mr. Harrison's condition? He is suffering from a sudden cerebral infarction, and now the inside of his brain..." At this point, Fabricio had already seen the elderly man on the hospital bed. He was around sixty years old, currently in a coma, and his face showed an unusual flush, even a hint of bluish-purple. This was due to elevated blood pressure and cerebral hypoxia. Through his aura-reading ability, Fabricio instantly grasped the man's condition. Therefore, upon hearing the doctor's words, he immediately continued, "The edema is very severe, and the intracranial pressure has increased to an extremely dangerous level. If measures are not taken soon, he could experience brain tissue necrosis at any time." Upon hearing this, the doctor, along with several others who had been staying in the intensive care unit, were almost stunned, their eyeballs nearly popping out. Especially the doctor, he looked incredulous and said, "How... How do you know?" It should be noted that even people like Wilton only knew that Iggy had symptoms of cerebral edema. As for the cerebral infarction and worsening edema, these were just recently diagnosed results that he hadn't had a chance to mention. Now, all of this was accurately spoken by the young man in front of him, how could he not be shocked?