Remorse After Breaking Up

"Dad, Jamie, this is the master healer I've sought out to help Grandpa," Lillian said.

"Master healer?"

"Him?"

Everyone gazed at Sebastian with disdain when they heard Lillian refer to him as a master healer.

All highly skilled practitioners had taken time to improve said skills. Sebastian looked to only be in his 20s, so how skilled could he possibly be? Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Did you get scammed, Lillian?" Jamie asked.

"He's not a liar, Jamie. He really is a master healer. He's the one who cured my heart condition."

Though Lillian hated Sebastian for taking her virginity, Sebastian still saved her life today with his acupuncture skills.

Not even Herb was skilled enough to save Lillian, so Sebastian was definitely a master healer.

"Are you sure you can save my father, kid?" Ronan asked Sebastian.

"I've yet to diagnose the patient, so I can't guarantee I can save him. But I'm certain about this—if I can't save your father, no one on Earth can," Sebastian replied in a calm, confident tone.

"You're pretty daring, huh? Not even Mr. Clinton dares boast like that." Jamie snorted.

"He doesn't because he lacks the skill. He wouldn't have instructed you guys to arrange for the old man's funeral otherwise," Sebastian said.

"You're so full of hot air!" Herb exclaimed angrily. "I've been in this practice for 60 years, and this is the first time someone has criticized my skills!"

"That's because you've never met a real master healer, which I happen to be," Sebastian said with a smile.

"Whose kid is this? He's so full of himself!" A sarcastic voice rang out as two men walked into the room.

One was an old man with a goatee while the other was a young man in his late 20s. The latter was besuited and had gold-rimmed glasses, looking quite refined.

"There you are, Mr. Harris. And who might this be?" Ronan gestured at the old man with the goatee.

Steven Harris, the bespectacled man, introduced the old man beside him. "This is Dr. Ricky, Uncle Ronan. I asked him to come help Mr. Smith."

"Dr. Ricky!" Herb hurried over and asked, "Are you the famous 'Saving Grace,' Matt Ricky?"

"Indeed I am!" Matt stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

He didn't use to be called this, but the name stuck after years and years of saving others with his acupuncture skills.

"I've long admired you, Dr. Ricky!" Herb seemed excited.

"Is Dr. Ricky more skilled than you are, Mr. Clinton?" Ronan asked curiously.

Herb nodded vigorously. "I may call myself a master healer, but I only dare do so within Ravenview City. Mr. Matt Ricky on the other hand is our country's most famous master healer. People like him are exceedingly rare!"

Ronan instantly grew excited. "Please save my father, Mr. Ricky. I'll pay you however much you want as long as you can save him!"

Matt suddenly said proudly, "I didn't come here for the money. I wouldn't have bothered if it weren't for Steven here who personally asked me to."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Harris!" Ronan and Jamie quickly thanked Steven.

"I was only fulfilling my duties, Uncle Ronan." Steven then said to Matt, "Please start the treatment, Dr. Ricky."

"We're in no hurry." Matt turned to Sebastian. "Did you imply that you're the most skilled healer in the world just now, kid?"

"I did." Sebastian nodded firmly. He wasn't being proud, it was just the truth. Not even his mentor could surpass him if the former was still alive.

Herb cut in, saying, "You're too bold for your own good, kid. How could you boast in front of Dr. Ricky himself?"

"Who is this, Uncle Ronan?" Steven asked Ronan.

"Lillian sought him out to save Grandpa," Ronan answered.

Steven said to Lillian, "You've been lied to, Lillian. He's clearly a scammer."

"No, he's not. He really is highly skilled," Lillian insisted.

"How skilled are we talking about? More so than Dr. Ricky?" Steven questioned.

"Well…" Lillian grew silent.

Matt Ricky was a very famous master healer in the country. Though Sebastian truly was highly skilled, Lillian still didn't believe he was more skilled than Matt. After all, Sebastian was too young.

Steven smiled and said, "Mr. Smith will be alright now that Dr. Ricky is here, Lillian. You can get this conman out of here now."

Lillian was troubled as she'd been the one who'd sought Sebastian out. It'd be too disrespectful to tell him to leave now.

"If you choose to believe in this stubborn cheat, I'm leaving," Matt said before preparing to leave.

Ronan quickly stopped him, saying with a smile, "Please don't be upset, Dr. Ricky. I'll get this kid to leave right away."

Ronan then said coldly to Sebastian, "Do you hear me, kid? You can either leave by yourself, or my men will drag you out of here!"

Sebastian's eyes glinted coldly. If it weren't for Lillian's sake, he would've slapped the others already for speaking to him like this.

Lillian seemed embarrassed. "I'm deeply sorry, Mr. Wilder. Why don't you leave for now?"

"You're responsible for sending me off, so don't come begging me for help after this!" Sebastian sneered before leaving.

He'd only come along for Lillian's sake. Who knew her family would be so rude? He was fine with them not trusting his competency, but forcing him to leave was crossing the line.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilder. I didn't expect things to turn out this way. Why don't I drop you off wherever you need to go?" Lillian ran out after Sebastian, feeling guilty.

"No need."

Sebastian started walking away before turning back to Lillian and giving her a small packet.

"I'll give you this pill in return for you standing up for me before. Your grandfather will be able to live another three days if he consumes this before his end."

Sebastian left right after giving Lillian the pill. With this, they were now even.

Lillian took the packet with her back into the hospital ward.

"What's that you got there, Lillian?" Steven asked curiously.

"Just medicine Mr. Wilder gave me. He said as long as Grandpa is still alive, he'll be able to live for three more days after consuming it," Lillian said.

"You're too naive, Lillian. How could you trust a conman?" Steven said.

Matt sneered. "Mr. Harris is right. Who'd dare eat a pill a conman produced? It'd truly be a miracle if one could last three more days after eating it."

"Didn't you hear Mr. Ricky? Toss it away right now!" Ronan snapped.

Lillian hesitated. She may hate Sebastian for taking away her virginity, but she didn't feel like he was a cheat. After all, Sebastian had easily healed her heart condition.

"Rubbish belongs in the trash!" Ronan snatched the packet from Lillian's hand before dumping it into the trash can.

Only then did Matt start checking up on Elijah. Herb watched on expectantly, wanting to learn from his idol.

A moment later, an understanding expression surfaced on Matt's face.

"What's going on, Dr. Ricky?" Ronan asked.

"Mr. Smith was poisoned," Matt answered.

"Poisoned?" Ronan was shocked. He'd always thought his father was just ill. After all, that was what all the hospitals ever told him whenever the doctors did their diagnoses.

"Yes, poisoned. It's a very rare poison and not easily detected," Matt explained.

"Can you treat it, Dr. Ricky?" Lillian asked hopefully.

"Of course I can. There's nothing I can't heal in this world nor poison I can't treat," Matt replied confidently.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Ricky." Lillian was incredibly grateful.

Matt took out a box of needles and began performing acupuncture on Elijah. Lillian watched on tensely.

Steven hurriedly consoled her, "Have faith in Dr. Ricky, Lillian. Mr. Smith will be alright."

"We truly owe you one, Mr. Harris. You must be sure to thank him properly, Lillian," Ronan said in a certain tone.