Chapter 7: This is inspection

"What did you say? Don't say it!" When Harve heard this, he immediately panicked. He immediately turned to look at Gavril and screamed, "Manager Lee, call the police. Call the police for me immediately. I will sue this boy for defamation and slander, and let the police to arrest him!" "Well…" Gavril Lee subconsciously turned his head and looked at Dean Ford. The latter was chewing his teeth, with a wry smile on his face. Call the police? With your current behavior, you are obviously using the tactic of crying foul first and having a guilty conscience. If you really want to call the police, you may not know who will be embarrassed in the end. But before he could speak, Fabricio once again said with a faint smile, "Vice Dean Garrett, are you sure you really don't want to hear what I'm going to say next? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't listen, you might regret it!" "You…" "Gavril, Gavril..." Wilton was relatively calm, and he immediately heard the profound meaning of Fabricio's words, so he hurriedly advised, "Don't get agitated yet. Since Fabricio wants to say something, just let him say a few words. If you still insist afterwards , it won't be too late to call the police then, what do you think?” Harve was actually a bit hesitant. He was furious, but he was not stupid, would calling the police make any differences, could he ignore it? Moreover, considering Fabricio's prior accuracy in his statements, even outsiders were curious, let alone him as the concerned party. Therefore, after Wilton's persuasion and a momentary hesitation, Harve eventually appeared tough but was inwardly hesitant as he spoke, "Fine, I want to see what else this lad can come up with. But let me be clear. If you dare to fabricate anything again, I won't let it slide!" "Heh……" With a sneer on his lips, Fabricio said calmly, "Vice Dean Garrett, what I'm about to ask are two questions. You don't have to respond or acknowledge them. Anyway, the outcome is crystal clear between us.” Without waiting for a reply, he proceeded directly, "First question. Have you been experiencing nosebleeds once or twice daily since a week ago, and your heartbeat will also speed up inexplicably. Despite various diagnoses, the conclusions consistantly point to internal heat, neurasthenia, mental stress and hypertension due to work pressure?” As the words fell, Harve's pupils quivered, and his body uncontrollably trembling. Everyone saw this scene, and they were shocked and doubtful. Could it be? Hit the mark again? Could it be that...Fabricio truly possessed the legendary ability of medical diagnosis? However, this was not over yet, right after, Fabricio's expression turned cold, looking directly at Harve, and said word by word, "Second question, what makes you think it's 'normal' for an old man in his fifties to have sex every night? Just because of a few small blue pills and a... nourishing qi and strengthening essence prescription?" At this moment, those words struck Harve like a thunderbolt, rendering him mind completely blank, leaving only countless buzzing sounds in his ears. Yes. I am almost sixty, how could I perform like a young man every night? Because of nourishing qi and strengthening essence prescription? Because of the small blue pill? Because I am gifted, capable of feats beyond ordinary people? No, not at all. I've been using these things since I was forty, but until half a year ago, I had never felt this way, everything clearly started after I met her! Why, why didn't I realize this before! ? Harve was disoriented, utterly deprived of his ability to think, while Wilton and the others were left thoroughly shaken. There was no need for further inquiry, no need for further discussion, just observing Harve's current expression, everyone present knew everything clearly. Right. Once again, he hit the mark! However, the more this occurred, the more they were shaken! To diagnose someone's aliment just by observation... or, even discerning the cause, diagnosis others' results, and knowing what medication he has taken! ? Is this what inspection? This is really the inspection! ? Who were present? The Dean of the Public Hospital, master of internal medicine, and human resources manager! These people were either top experts or professionals in the medical field, without exaggeration, they've seen and heard almost everything related to medicine. However, Fabricio's performance utterly shattered their preconceptions! Confirming symptoms with the naked eyes, my goodness, if everyone could do this, why do we need medical equipment! ? Yet, after a brief moment of astonishment, Wilton instantly regained his senses, he hurriedly inquired, "Then according to what you said, what happened to Harve? And what triggered this issue?" As soon as these words came out, it instantly grabbed Harve's attentions and he immediately perked up his ears, but the next moment, Fabricio's words struck him like a bolt of lightning once more. "I'm sorry, I don't have medical certification, and I'm just a young lad, my studies revolve around traditional Chinese medicine, a young one like me cannot answer such a profound question as yours." After that, he completely ignored bewildered Wilton, and embarrassed Harve, and he turned directly to Graydon and stating firmly, "Sorry, Dean Zeigler, the threshold of the Public Hospital is too high for someone like me to reach, I have something else to do, I take my leave!” Graydon's expression instantly altered upon hearing this, but before he could utter a word, Fabricio had already walked purposefully out of the managerial office, Graydon hurriedly pursued, calling out urgently, "Fabricio, Fabricio. Wait, Fabricio..." Eventually catching up, Graydon managed to intercept Fabricio in front of the elevator, he expressed a tinge of regret, "Fabricio, I know that I didn't handle things well today and made you feel wronged, but you... " Fabricio smiled, gesturing to halt Graydon, "Dean Zeigler, I know what you want to say, but to be honest, after what happened just now, do you truly believe I can still be a part of the Public Hospital?" "Um……" Graydon was speechless. The situation had reached a point where unless Harve left, or Fabricio was willing to play the role of a grandson, even if he were to enter today, it would be a matter of time before he couldn't continue. But would Fabricio be willing to play the role of a grandson? Haha... If he had been willing, he wouldn't have publicly embarrrassed Harve earlier. Since he wasn't willing, how could one offend a Vice Dean? Did he still expect to have a good life in this hospital? And expecting Wilton to give up Harve for Fabricio? That was even more impossible. Why? Because for a hospital, a fledgling miracle doctor is definitely not on par with a top expert who holds sway in the medical field. That's reality. Thinking of this, Graydon couldn't help but wear a bitter smaile, shaking his head as he said, "Speaking of which, it's all my fault, if it weren't for the personal grudge between him and me, you wouldn't have been implicated." Fabricio waved his hand again, chuckling, "Let's not dwell on the past, Dean Zeigler, anything else? If not, I really have to leave. As you know, my sister is still waiting for me to take care of her. .” Hesitating for a moment, Graydon couldn't resist and asked, "Um... Fabricio, I wanted to ask, what kind of disease does Harve have...?" "Um……?"