Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 207

Soon, Ezekiel put on a knowing expression. Marie asked with concern, "Dr. Monas, how's my husband doing?"

Ezekiel, puffing his chest, replied confidently, "Mr. Bailey is very sick, but it won't be an issue with me around. I'll perform acupuncture on him, and he'll regain consciousness after. Then, I'll give him a prescription. As long as he takes his medicine for three days, I promise he'll be cured."

Ezekiel was full of confidence in his medical skills. After all, he was a disciple of the Supreme One. Most people knew of the Supreme One for his tactical prowess and business acumen, but only a few had learned about his exceptional medical expertise.

Being coached by the Supreme One was the main reason Ezekiel managed to win the title of the prodigal healer of Dragosta. Although Ezekiel had only been under the supervision of the Supreme One for a few months, his medical skills had improved by bounds and leaps.

"That's awesome," Marie commented emotionally, and Esme shed tears of happiness.

Esme was fine with giving up her happiness in exchange for Bob's health. It was totally worth it.

Ezekiel immediately started the acupuncture treatment for Bob. His deft moves proved his years of experience and proficiency.

Bob seemed fine when the first few needles were inserted. However, he suddenly opened his eyes wide when Ezekiel inserted the seventh needle. Following that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood before fainting.

"Bob!"

"Dad!"

Marie, Esme, and Rowan were scared out of their wits. They surrounded Bob and called his name repeatedly, but he did not react at all.

"Dr. Monas, please take a look at my dad!" urged Esme.

Similarly shocked, Ezekiel hurriedly checked Bob's pulse. He knitted his brows and mumbled, "Why did this happen? It shouldn't have turned out this way."

Meanwhile, Esme shed tears of sorrow. A thought suddenly struck her. She hurriedly grabbed the pill Sebastian gave her and forced it down Bob's throat.

"Esme, what did you just feed Dad?" Rowan snapped at her.

"Dr. Wilder gave me the pill. He said it'd help stabilize Dad's condition," explained Esme.

"Nonsense! Even Dr. Monas is at his wit's end. A rogue doctor's pill will not be of help!" Rowan barked at his sister.

Travis chuckled. "Your brother is right, Esme. Do you seriously believe that a fraud is better than the prodigal healer?"

Esme fell silent. Truth be told, she was skeptical about the efficacy of the pill, but she had no choice. Even if the chances were slim, she would rather give it a try than watch her dad die.