Chapter 72 Dr. Jones

Thomas was totally blindsided. He never thought David would have the guts to stand up to him. As the head honcho of the Zimmerman family, everyone usually kissed up to him.

But David? He actually had the nerve to push back!

With his eyes practically bulging out of his head, Thomas yelled, "What did you just say? How dare you refuse to save him?"

"David," Logan's face went pale, and he quickly tried to smooth things over. "This is the head of the Zimmerman family. They're one of the top three families in the state. Saving Mr. John Zimmerman could bring you a ton of benefits. Plus, you're a doctor. Saving lives is what you do. Please, help us out, won't you?"

David crossed his arms and said coldly, "I'm not saving him."

"You!" Logan was at a loss for words. Seeing Thomas' face getting darker by the second, he started to panic.

Marlin jumped in to stir the pot, "Mr. Shaw, didn't you say you had a special relationship with David? Looks like you're not really trying to get him to help, are you?"

Thomas shot a look at Logan. Even though he had threatened David, he couldn't just kill him now since John was still in bad shape. He couldn't give up hope. What if David really could help?

Logan cursed under his breath but didn't dare to defy Thomas. After a moment, he dropped to his knees and pleaded, "David, if you save Mr. John Zimmerman, I'll do anything you ask from now on!"

Tyler quickly followed suit, kneeling down in fear. "David, saving a life is a noble thing. Please, I'm begging you!"

Seeing them kneel, Marlin felt a bit smug.

David looked up. "Either kill me or let me go. I'm not saving him, period."

Hearing this, Logan and Tyler felt like they were about to snap.

Thomas couldn't hold back any longer.

"I think it's not that you won't save him, but that you simply can't!" A voice suddenly echoed from the corridor. A man, around thirty, dressed in a suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walked in.

As he strolled in, he sneered. "You so-called witch doctors are all frauds. You can handle minor stuff, but when it comes to serious issues, you hide behind your 'principles' to cover up your incompetence. If you ask me, witch doctors should be banned in this country!"

Everyone turned to look.

David's face turned red with anger. Insulting him was one thing, but not witch doctors!

He snapped, "Who do you think you are to badmouth witch doctors? Witch doctors have a rich and profound history. Who are you to judge?"

The man snorted, "A fraud is always a fraud. Since you claim witch doctors are so great, fine, I'll give you a chance. Save him!"

David was shaking with anger. He could save people, but not the enemy of Fergus.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't try to provoke me. It's not gonna work. I'm not saving him!"

The man spread his hands and mocked, "See, still a fraud. You witch doctors, I don't know how you live with yourselves. Witch doctors are a disgrace to the medical field. And you keep talking about thousands of years of heritage. It's just thousands of years of fraud. In this world, only modern medicine is real medicine!"

David was so furious he was almost speechless, on the verge of passing out.

"Who are you?" Thomas frowned and asked.

Marlin jumped in to explain, "Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, this is Lucas Jones, a new pharmaceutical doctor at my company. I invited him to treat Mr. John Zimmerman."

He started to get nervous. 'What if he couldn't cure him?'

"Wrong!" Lucas cut in, puffing out his chest. "Mr. Norris, to be clear, I'm a pharmaceutical medical doctor from Lumina Vitality Medical Academy. I don't want anyone thinking I'm one of those local quacks."

He shot David a mocking look. "Definitely not a witch doctor fraud!"

David felt a surge of anger, ready to throw a punch.

But before he could move, Thomas jumped in, "Alright, Dr. Jones, John is in critical condition from excessive blood loss. If you can save him, I'll reward you generously!"

Everyone turned to look at Lucas.

Lucas paused for a moment and then said, "Excessive blood loss is a tough nut to crack because too much blood transfusion can cause stress rejection reactions, making things worse. But at Vitality Medical Academy, I specialized in hemostatic drugs. Saving someone with excessive blood loss is no problem for me!"

Thomas' eyes lit up. "Really?"

Lucas nodded. "Of course, but I have one condition. If I save Mr. John Zimmerman, Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, I want you to kill this fraud! I can't stand witch doctor frauds!"

Thomas didn't hesitate. He ordered the bodyguards, "Tie him up. After Dr. Jones saves John, let him deal with David personally!"

The bodyguards rushed over and pinned David down roughly.

"Let go of me! You're all wrong! Witch doctors have a rich history. How dare you slander us? I challenge you!" David struggled, but he was no match for the bodyguards.

Lucas looked down at him with disdain. "You're not worth it."

Then he turned to Thomas, "Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, please bring Mr. John Zimmerman here. I'll treat him right here and let this fraud watch."

Thomas didn't argue. He quickly had John brought out along with the medical equipment.

John was unconscious, covered in blood, making everyone shudder.

No one dared to speak. They held their breath, waiting nervously.

Lucas casually pulled out a syringe from his pocket and smiled confidently. "Mr. Norris, hiring me was a smart move. This drug was developed during my PhD with my mentor abroad. It works miracles on critically ill patients. Just one injection, and even a dead person can start breathing again, then we can proceed with normal treatment!"

As Lucas spoke, he injected the drug under everyone's watchful eyes.

In less than two seconds, the data on the monitor began to stabilize.

John was recovering!

"Is he getting better?"

"Is it really that miraculous?"

"What kind of drug is this?"

The surrounding doctors were stunned.

"Is he cured?" Marlin was overjoyed, knowing that curing John would earn him major points with Thomas!

Logan and Tyler felt a wave of disappointment, glaring at David, the so-called useless doctor.

"Dr. Jones, what kind of drug is this?" Thomas was also shocked. He had never seen anything like it.

Lucas puffed up with pride. "I can't tell you the specifics. It's confidential. But I can give you a hint. This kind of drug can only be developed in a foreign research environment. Domestic research just isn't up to par!"

Just as he finished speaking, John suddenly spat blood again, his body convulsing, and the monitor showed his heartbeat weakening, about to stop!