Chapter 15


    Chapter 015 The number one brain doctor Her voice came so brusquely that Fiona instantly frowned


    and turned round, just to find the striking face of Ate, which triggered a shadow of hostility in


    Fiona’s narrowing eyes.


    "Who are you? Bossing us around here?"


    Fiona asked stonily.


    She furtively nced over Ate from head to toe and failed to find any designer brand from her


    outfit.


    Where was this shabby dummy from that she dared toment on Fiona’s medical skill! Ate


    stared at the olddy with her habitually aloof eyes, hands till in the pockets.


    Three secondster, she said dryly, "Two days."


    Simple as her remark was, Veromca could not conceal his relief at hearing it, because that meant no


    only could Ate cure his mother, but she was quite sure about it.


    He exined that to Wat, "Ate needs two days."


    Wat squinted at Ate, and met with the confident hubris in the re from her eyes.


    "Grandma will revive in two days?"


    He asked.


    Old Mrs Lancaster had been ill for almost one year.


    The family had invited top medical experts from all over the world and was barely able to prevent the


    illness from deteriorating.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    And now, since she was already at death''s door, they could only hope to keep her sober only for a


    short period of time at best.


    Ate raised her eyebrows and said in a drawl, "She will regain consciousness in one hour and


    totally recover in two days."


    Wat narrowed his long eyes.


    Totally recovered? Fiona, who had already been pissed off as Ate refused to show respect or


    answer her question, nowughed in spite of herself at hearing what she thought extremely stupid.


    "Regaining consciousness in one hour and totally recovered in two days? Miss, even a craniotomy cost


    more than an hour, and with what method do you n to cure my grandma?"


    "Acupuncture."


    Ate’s answer was short enough.


    With the ck backpack hanging on one shoulder, she stood having one leg bent and exuding Idly self-


    conceit all over.


    "Acupuncture?!"


    Fiona snorted coldly.


    "Something close to nonsense witchcraft! And you are to cure my grandma with that? Are you joking?"


    The army medics looked at Ate with contempt too.


    "To recover from nearly one year''s illness just within two days? Miss, the science of medicine is not


    children’s games.


    Even the number one figure in brain surgery dares not to brag like that, how dare you? "


    One of them demanded.


    The other added, "Indeed.


    We fully understand the eagerness to establish one’s fame.


    But you can''t joke with people''s life, especially when it''s old Mrs Lancaster."


    The third''s said sardonically, "And acupuncture — what a primitive technique long abandoned by


    modern society!"


    "Youngsters nowadays are so naive that they keep daydreaming even before knowing how to act


    honestly."


    The first one said.


    "Miss Lancaster is the most brilliant one among the female experts acknowledged by the international


    brain circle.No other names excel her.And thisdy, I don''t think you''ve ever made your name heard


    internationally and how dare you question Miss Lancaster''s professional decision? That''s ridiculous."


    The secondughed.


    So those medics were also experts of acrid satire.


    They all believed Veromca came back this time to take his share of legacy by pretending a good son


    with a quack doctor to "cure" his mother.