Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 345 What Are You Joking About?

Chapter 345 What Are You Joking About?

This young master from a prominent family had such a domineering and arrogant demeanor. He kept saying things like "if you can't cure me, then what will happen..." Lachlan felt it was best to keep his distance from this kind of person.

Next, Lachlan had Raphael take off his pants and lie down on the bed. Looking at him, Lachlan clicked his tongue. Raphael's skin was almost entirely like tree bark except for his face and hands.

"Thanks to meeting me, otherwise before long your internal organs would have necrosis! At that time, even immortals couldn't save you!"

Hearing this, Raphael looked deeply at Lachlan with some confidence in the guy's medical skills because what he said was similar to what he heard from the Medicine God Valley's "Judge."

"You say you can cure me? Will it be permanent or just temporary relief?" Raphael asked in a deep voice.

"Of course it will be permanent!" replied Lachlan confidently.

"Oh? Can you tell what caused my illness? Why did I get sick?" Raphael's eyes lit up as he couldn't help but ask.

"There are many factors involved which cannot be explained in detail right now. If I'm not mistaken though, your lungs were previously injured weren't they?" asked Lachlan vaguely as he didn't know much about Raphael and wanted to keep some cards hidden from him.

However, while being so evasive with him like that left Raphael surprised as he looked at Lachlan with admiration in his eyes.

"Yes! I was injured five years ago when my lungs were hurt," nodded Raphael agreeing with him.

"Lachlan, is it? Your insight is truly sharp! My illness is related to that injury?" asked Raphael again amazed by how much insight this doctor had compared even to Medicine God Valley's "Judge." After all, those injuries healed long ago!

"Well... it has something to do with it," replied Lachlan nonchalantly trying not to give too much away yet still impressing Raphael who thought highly of him for being able to see through things others could not.

"Hmm... let's stop talking about that for now. Let me give you an injection first!" Seeing how shocked Raphael seemed after hearing all of this information, Lachlan secretly rolled his eyes thinking how easy it was fooling this guy...

"Okay," said Raphael calmly as he lay there waiting for treatment while feeling more hopeful than ever before about getting better thanks to Lachlan's treatment!

Lachlan secretly sneered as he began administering acupuncture on the acupoints.

He knew why Raphael had contracted this strange illness. Everyone's five-element constitution was different, some were more inclined towards earth, while others had a wood attribute constitution. Raphael's constitution leaned towards the wood element.

He contracted this strange illness because he had been practicing for years and accumulated a large amount of wood element in his body. Initially, this wasn't an issue, but when he suffered lung damage, it disrupted the balance of the five elements in his body.

In traditional medicine, lungs belong to metal and metal restrains wood! If Raphael's lung function hadn't been damaged, then relying on the gold attribute of his lungs would naturally regulate and suppress the excess wood attributes in his body.

However, due to lung damage that year caused by an accident or injury; it led to an imbalance in the five elements within him which eventually caused such a strange disease!

Currently only skin woody changes had occurred, but later stages will be completely like a "vegetative person"...

All Lachlan needed to do was use dragon energy with acupuncture to stimulate Raphael's lungs and colon functions belonging to gold organs so as to restrain excess wood attributes within him.

That was all that needed doing for results could be seen...

Outside in the hall!

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"Do you think this young man named Lachlan can cure Mr. MacDonald?"

"Who knows? Lachlan didn't even show up at first until he was dragged out by his sister-in-law."

"Yeah! I'm afraid there is no confidence?"

"I think so too! Otherwise if there is confidence that he can cure Mr. MacDonald, who wouldn't want his friendship?"

Listening to these discussion, Altha's face changed unpredictably with both anticipation and anxiety inside him. He really hoped that Lachlan could actually cure Raphael even if it just worked somewhat!

Otherwise, he couldn't escape responsibility either!

Because when he initially treated Raphael before as psoriasis or other skin diseases which resulted instead worsening upon returning home from treatment...

So if he couldn't find someone who could treat this weird disease, then Raphael would definitely not let him go scot-free.

"Grandpa, do you think Lachlan can succeed?" At this time, Penelope asked anxiously beside her grandfather.

"I hope so!"

Altha sighed and then turned to her granddaughter, asking, "By the way, Penelope, what happened between you and Lachlan? Why did he hit you?"

"Huh?"

Penelope's face flickered for a moment as she hesitantly said, "What else could it be? Because he has no manners! I kindly brought him over and even took him into the conference hall. But he didn't know how to behave! He got angry because of a joke I made. His temper is just too small!"

"Oh? What joke did you make?" Altha raised an eyebrow.

At this point, his anger towards Lachlan had dissipated. Seeing his granddaughter's evasive behavior made him think that things might not be so simple.

"Just... just a joke..." Penelope said.

Altha frowned when he saw this and noticed several wealthy girls who had been with his granddaughter before nearby. He asked them, "Do you know what really happened? Tell me."

The wealthy girl whom Penelope had insulted earlier sneered and wouldn't help cover up for Penelope. She recounted the whole story in detail.

After listening to it all, Altha glared at his granddaughter with red-faced anger.

"Penelope! You... you actually made him wear a dog leash?! You humiliated Lachlan so much that it's no wonder he hit you!"

Penelope's face suddenly became very ugly as she hung down her head without saying anything.

Altha pointed at his granddaughter and sighed again, "Ah... I've spoiled you too much! This time let it serve as a lesson for you. When Lachlan comes out later, we must apologize to him!"

Hearing this statement caused Penelope's face to show some resentment; however, deep down inside, she was still full of unwillingness.

Apologize to Lachlan even though he hit her first?

"Even if my joke went too far," thought Penelope, "he already hit me once so why should I apologize? Besides who knows if he'll even come out or not? Mr. MacDonald said that if he can't cure him, then they won't let him go."

Penelope was skeptical about apologizing.

Hearing these words from his granddaughter caused Altha gritted teeth while sighing, "Penelope, you're still saying such cold-hearted things? If Lachlan can't cure Mr. MacDonald, there will be consequences for us too; don't forget that."

After hearing this statement from Altha, Penelope's expression changed completely. She remained silent after taking one glance at Raphael's followers beside herself who were still staring at her uneasily.

As soon as she thought about the terrifying bark on Raphael's body, she shuddered with fear.

Meanwhile, Harlow and Romeo were feeling incredibly conflicted.

On one hand, they hoped that Lachlan could cure Raphael, but on the other hand, they wanted Lachlan to suffer too.