When they heard that July Quinn was the Director of the Miracle Hospital, Zachary and his group were bewildered.
Although they knew that the Divine Doctor was young beforehand, they didn’t expect her to be so young.
The key point was, this young Divine Doctor was the girl who had helped them get out of a predicant just upon their arrival in Westmarch, casually lifting away a suitcase weighing over 300 pounds.
"Kid, is she the Divine Doctor?" Zachary’s feelings were complicated at the mont.
He ca here to help an old subordinate expose a fraud.
But the one he was supposed to expose happened to have done him a favor, leaving him at a loss.
"So you’re the little fraud."
After Simon Hale’s initial shock, his eyes filled with a sinister eagerness to eliminate July Quinn as soon as possible.
The butler was the only one chuckling: "I told you the young lady couldn’t be like that, but you didn’t believe . Rember to fulfill that bet with those two jars of aged wine when we get back to the hotel."
Simon Hale gave an elegant eye roll, "..."
At a ti like this, the butler still only rembered about the bet and the wine!
Well, he’s been a servant his whole life, so his vision is only so broad. What else could you expect from him?
At this mont, Simon Hale saw July Quinn staring at him, curling her lips into a cold smile: "Who’s the fraud, we’ll see!"
Living in soone else’s ancestral ho, using soone else’s dical skills without proper study, and then going out to bluff people, what else is that if not fraud?
Confronted with July Quinn’s clear black-and-white eyes, Simon Hale felt a sudden chill in his heart.
Indeed, when looking into these eyes, he involuntarily recalled the past disputes between the Hale Family and the Monroe Family.
She... could she be a descendant of the Monroe Family?
If she were a descendant of the Monroe Family, achieving success in dicine by twenty wouldn’t be surprising.
After all, the Monroe Family has been in dicine for generations, and they have a set of dical books written by their ancestors.
Simon Hale himself achieved his current status through the first volu of those books etched into the stone wall of their ancestral ho.
So Simon Hale couldn’t imagine what sort of extraordinary dical skills the Monroe descendant would possess if they mastered the entire set of Monroe dical books!
This assumption brought Simon Hale out in a cold sweat.
But thinking things over carefully, he felt sothing was off.
When the Monroe Family was forced to leave Esteria back then, the youngest child was just a toddler.
Even now, if they’ve settled and started a family, their child would be at most seven or eight years old.
The ages don’t match!
So this girl certainly isn’t a descendant of the Monroe Family.
But regardless of whether she is or not, the dical world absolutely cannot accommodate her.
Thinking of this, Simon Hale quickly masked his panic and said, "A brat slling of milk dares to show off before ."
Simon Hale, with assured authority, reprimanded July Quinn in the manner of a dical big-shot.
Yet he only received July Quinn’s cold sarcasm: "A half-baked fool dares to say I’m showing off before you. Aren’t you worried I’ll expose your true colors and make you a laughingstock?"
Simon Hale was very sensitive about being called half-baked, and he erupted in anger: "What big words you have!"
"Oh, did it stink?" July Quinn sneered with disdain.
When it cos to verbal sparring, she had never lost.
Sure enough, Simon Hale was so furious that he clutched his chest.
July Quinn didn’t spare him another glance and directly asked Owen Shaw, "Didn’t you say there was a situation at the hospital? What is it?"
After being tornted by Kyle Keaton all night, her legs were trembling, and she just wanted to finish up and go rest.
As for Simon Hale...
Even if he didn’t co looking for her, July Quinn would have gone to confront him.
"July, this..."
Owen Shaw seed hesitant, his gaze drifting over Zachary and Simon Hale’s group before continuing, "That’s the situation."
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