Chapter 446


    At noon, Dustin sat in Ruth’s car, and the two of them arrived at the Harmon estate with ease.


    As one of the Fabulous Five, the Harmon family’s headquarters were luxurious. It had a man–


    madeke, a garden with artificial hills, farms, wineries, and numerous magnificent vis.


    Hundreds of guards patrolled the perimeters, and dozens of staff worked there, fully demonstrating the


    power


    of an aristocratic family.


    Staring at the garden, Dustin pondered about the annual family gathering happening tomorrow.


    “We’re here.”


    The silver Bentley slowly pulled into the entrance of the main vi. As soon as they got out of the car, th


    ey


    spotted Jessica and two servants waiting for them at the entrance.


    “You’re here.” Jessica gave Dustin a lock over and asked cooly, “Yesterday, you said that my husband


    was poisoned by mystic poison. Is that true?”


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    “You wouldn’t have looked for me if it weren’t,” Dustin answered, making Jessica narrow her eyes.


    She would never have sought him out if her husband, Hector, hadn’t sumbed to the odd illness. Eve


    n the doctors in their family couldn’t find the cause of the problem.


    “Let me ask you again. Are you sure you can cure him?” Jessica asked again.


    “I’m not sure. That depends on the severity of his sickness. If it hasn’t progressed too far, it’ll be easy to


    treat but it’ll be hard if it has.” Dustin didn’t promise her anything.


    “Follow me.” Jessica frowned and spun around to lead the way.


    Dustin and Ruth quickly followed her, and they soon arrived at a ward full of medical equipment. Many


    specialists were gathered there as they tried toe up with a treatment n while Hectory unconsc


    ious on the bed. His once charming face had turned blue, and his lips had turned a shade of purple fro


    m the


    powerful poison.


    Dustin approached the bed and took Hector’s pulse before checking his eyes and mouth. He was


    now sure that Hector had been poisoned by incredibly potent poison.


    “Dustin, how’s my dad? Can you treat him?” Ruth asked tentatively.


    “It’s a little tricky, but I can try.” Dustin answered after thinking about it.


    “Try?” Jessica frowned. “This is his life we’re talking about, and you’re telling me you’ll try? Are you joki


    ng?”


    “Mrs. Harmon, this isn’t any regr poison. We’ll have to take a risk if we want to save him.” Dustin ex


    ined. With how serious Hector’s condition was, it’d be a miracle if they could even save his life.


    “That’s not what I want to hear! I want my husband to recoverpletely!” Jessica hissed.


    “She’s right. If you can’t do it, let us treat him.”


    Suddenly, a group of people entered the room. They were led by a chubby, middle–


    aged man, followed by


    Quentin and a voluptuous woman wearing a dress.


    “What are you guys doing here. Trent?” Jessica was surprised.


    The Harmon family had three brothers. The eldest was Trent Harmon, the middle was Jacob Harmon, a


    nd the youngest was Hector Harmon.


    As the most capable brother, Hector ended up being the head of the family.


    “I heard Hector had fallen ill, so I sought out a famous international doctor. Trent gestured to someone


    behind him, and a blond man in a coat walked forward, proudly carrying a case.


    “This is Dr. Peter Shillingford.” Trent introduced with a smile. “Dr. Peter is one of the best doctors in the


    world, and he’s currently a professor


    at Harvard Medical School. He’s known for treating all sorts of illnesses. I’m sure Hector will be safe no


    w that he’s here.”


    “A professor at Harvard?” Jessica’s face lit up when she heard that. It was easy to imagine how excelle


    nt Peter’s skills must be to be a professor at the world’s best medical school. There was no way the do


    ctors in


    their country could be better than him.


    “What are you waiting for, Rhys? Step aside! There’s no way your measly skills canpete with Dr. P


    eter.” Trent sneered.


    “I’m not underestimating him, but he won’t be able to


    treat this,” Dustin replied calmly. The poison inside Hector was made up of abination of witchcraft


    and parasitic poison. No matter how advanced Western.


    medicine might be, there was no way the doctor would be able to treat this.


    “Humph! What a fool!” Quentin snapped. Just because you’re a loser doesn’t mean Dr. Peter is. Go aw


    ay.


    Don’t dy Hector’s treatment!”


    “Jessica, what on earth were you thinking? How could you trust a quack doctor? What would you do if


    Hector ended up suffering side effects? Who would take the responsibility for that? Trent demanded, di


    spleased.


    “You’re right.” Jessica smiled sheepishly. She turned around and told Dustin, “Dustin, get out of Dr. Pet


    er’s


    way.”


    “Mrs. Harmon, I promise I can save Mr. Harmon’s life, but I can’t say the same for someone else.” Dusti


    n


    warned.


    “Don’t tell me you think you’re better than Dr. Peter. What a joke!” Quentin sniggered. “Dr. Peter is one


    of the best international professors of medicine. How about you? You don’t even have a medical licens


    e. What gives you the courage to challenge Dr. Peter?”


    “Things from overseas aren’t necessarily better. Besides, traditional medicine isn’t inferior to modern m


    edicine. * Dustin retorted.


    “I’ve heard of traditional medicine before. It’s the thing people use to trick patients, isn’t it?” Peter’s smu


    g voice rang cut. His intonation wasn’t the best, but his words could still be heard clearly.


    “You’re right! I knew you’d be able to tell!” Quentin gave Peter a thumbs–


    up and smiled. “Modern medicine is the best. Traditional medicine is old news by now. People only use


    it to trick others nowadays.”


    “I don’t mind you looking down at me, but you shouldn’t look down on traditional medicine. Ignorant peo


    ple


    like you don’t even know how powerful traditional medicine can be.” Dustin narrowed his eyes.


    “Why don’t we have a smallpetition since you seem unconvinced?* Peter smirked.


    “How?” Dustin.


    ‘See this patient right here? We’lle up with our own treatment ns. Whoever treats him the quick


    est wins. The person who loses has to admit that their nothing but a fraud and quit practicing medicine.


    ” Peter taunted.


    “Are you sure you want to put the stakes so high?” Dustin raised an eyebrow.


    “Why? Are you afraid?” Peter leered. “I’ll let this matter go if you admit that traditional medicine is merel


    y a fraud.”


    “Afraid?” Dustin shook his head. “Well, I am slightly afraid that you might burst out crying.”