The Almighty Son-In-Law ( Cyrus Johnson )
Chapter 12

Chapter 12

“Let the kid rest. Let’s talk outside.”

Cyrus strolled out with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone puzzled.

“Is it a misdiagnosis? Maybe it’s not rabies at all?”

Benedict had lost again. With a million less in his bank account, he was feeling utterly frustrated.

Thomas sarcastically remarked, “Mr. Wright, as a clinic owner, don’t you know about rabies? Look at the other surgical table. The rabid dog’s skull has been sawed off, its brain emptied. Could it be an ancient method, like using poison to counteract poison?”

Though such a treatment method was recorded in ancient medical texts over 1800 years ago, it mostly failed when later generations attempted it.

Rachel, who was stunned, couldn’t muster a smile anymore. She followed Cyrus into the restroom, watching him carefully wash his hands.

She asked, “How did you do it?”

Cyrus looked at her through the mirror, replying, “You’ll have more questions in the future, but I don’t plan

on giving you any answers.”

“You’ve become arrogant.”

“Do you like it?” Cyrus grinned.

Rachel walked over, stood behind Cyrus, and whispered, “A garbage like you, pointed at by thousands, suddenly winning twice doesn’t mean much. It’s just luck.”

Cyrus grabbed her and asked, “So, are you trying to seduce me again?”

Rachel snorted, “Hmph, luck is unreliable. You’re still a poor wretch.”

“Earning money has never been this easy for me. Let’s start with collecting the debts from Sean and Mr. Wright, Cyrus said confidently..

Coming out, Cyrus saw Sean shoving the two million debt acknowledgement document into Zoey’s arms.

Angrily, he said, “I’ll win it back someday.”

“No, you’ll never have a chance to win against me. Not even your old man can do so,” Cyrus declared.

“You’re just a nobody. My family’s shares in our Herbal City were all won from you.”

Sean was almost consumed by rage.

After successfully trapping Cyrus in a predicament, he had been on the verge of getting his hands on

Zoey. However, now Cyrus was making a comeback.

Including the amount he won from Benedict, Cyrus had won three million in just two days.

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Looking at Benedict, Cyrus sald, “Now, it’s your turn.”

“Your luck is beyond belief.” Benedict resentfully handed over 500 thousand in cash to Cyrus.

“Don’t shake your head, old man. The good days are still ahead. This is just the beginning.” Cyrus laughed.

Zoey looked at the debt acknowledgement document, feeling a mix of emotions. Cyrus walked over, saying. I’m not in debt anymore. Let’s go eat.”

Watching Zoey’s tall and graceful figure, Sean felt his heart ache.

He angrily shouted at Cyrus, “Cyrus, you asshole, you’ll have no other choice besides death. I’ll definitely get your wife.”

At the Jorsproburgh Hospital, Frederick was in a meeting with the senior management.

Frederick’s daughter, Cecilia, rushed in, looking quite flustered

“Cecilia, why are you in such a hurry? Pay attention to your appearance: You are the vice president,”

scolded Frederick.

“Dad, the child has been cured,” Cecilia said, panting for breath.

“Which child?”

“That child, the grandson of that old lady, the one with rabies.”

The old woman had brought the child to their hospital in the morning, and the whole hospital had known

about this case.

Everyone had felt pity for the young child who was suffering so much.

His life could have been saved if the vaccine had been given earlier.

The old lady had also been unfortunate, with tears almost blinding her eyes.

However, for such a terminal illness, everyone felt helpless and didn’t want to deceive her with false

hopes.

Frederick had waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Nonsense. Go back to work. Don’t disturb our

meeting.”

“It’s true; he’s already admitted to our hospital for recovery,” Cecilia insisted.

As a sensible woman, Cecilia wouldn’t joke about such matters,

The other executives were also shocked by her words, looking at her anxiously, urging, “Ms. Lopez, please

continue.”

Curiously, Frederick asked, “Which hospital cured him? Why did they bring him here for recovery?”

“He was treated at Innerzen Medical Center.”

“Impossible, I know their skill level.”

As a significant figure in Jorsproburgh’s medical community, Frederick frequently visited Innerzen Medical Center.

They had often played a few rounds to exchange medical insights, but he had never gotten addicted, and losing a few hundred thousand dollars had never bothered him.

With a toss of her ponytail and hands tucked into her white coat pockets, Cecilia said, “Strictly speaking. he was cured by Cyrus.”

“Wh–which Cyrus?”

“Who else? Zoey’s useless husband, Cyrus.”

Frederick’s face changed drastically, he stood up abruptly, shouting. “Impossible!”

“He’s on the 10th floor of the inpatient department. Go and see for yourself,” Cecilia suggested,

Frederick strode off, and the other executives had followed suit.

If this were true, it would be enough to make history and shake Jorsproburgh.

In the ward, the attending physician frowned while holding the prescription written by Cyrus,

Cyrus was not a hospital doctor. Must his prescription be followed?

However, it was quite a feat if he could cure rabies. They didn’t dare to neglect it.

Seeing Frederick coming in, the attending physician hurried over.

Frederick had pushed him aside and grabbed the child’s wrist to check the pulse.

His pupils dilated, and his mouth trembled.

Cecilia had assisted the old lady to sit down and asked, “Madam, what’s the name of the person who

treated your grandchild?”

“He’s called Dr. Johnson, a miraculous doctor. Knowing I’m just a janitor, he didn’t ask for a penny.”

“What? He didn’t take any money?”

Cecilia started to question everything in life.

How could Cyrus, the one living in poverty and drowning in debt, not ask for money?

“Yes.”

Frederick had stabilized his emotions, his face the color of pig liver.

He asked, “Madam, the Dr. Johnson you mentioned, what’s his full name?”

“I think everyone calls him Cyrus Johnson. They say he’s a spendthrift. Maybe people are just blind.”

“Hmph, he is indeed nothing but a spendthrift,” Frederick replied aggressively.

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The elderly woman immediately became unhappy.

She quickly stood up and pointed at Frederick indignantly, saying, “On what grounds do you insult the lifesaving benefactor of my grandson? He is the true embodiment of a compassionate doctor. He was. caring like a parent.

“All you people care about is making money off the patients. If you could save lives, would I have to go around begging for help for my grandson?”

Frederick was left speechless by the rebuke and walked out with a disheveled appearance.

He instructed Cecilia, “Go to Zoey’s place and replace out how Cyrus managed to do it.”

“Isn’t it inappropriate to visit them right after we drove them away?” Cecilia hesitated.

“It’s fine. He wants to attend his father–in–law’s birthday celebration and is interested in doing business with us. We can negotiate with that in mind,” Frederick assured.

Cecilia drove her Audi A8 to Jorsproburgh’s Herbal City and coincidentally encountered Phoebe coming over to collect on a debt.

“You shameless scumbag. You wanted to borrow money from my dad again,” Phoebe scolded as soon as she entered.

She was naturally domineering.

As Zoey and Cyrus were having a meal, Zoey didn’t respond to her sister because she had no intention of repaying the 200 thousand dollars.

According to the division of her father’s estate, she should have at least 30 million.

But with the situation in her family, if she repaid this 200 thousand dollars, she wouldn’t get a penny in the

future.

Cyrus put down his cutlery and said, “Zoey, repay the loan from your dad,”

“Mind your own business,” Zoey snapped irritably.

“Trust me, your dad won’t suddenly pass away for now. So, let’s not carry the burden of this debt. As for what rightfully belongs to you in the future, I’ll ensure you get every bit back,” Cyrus advised.

The stepfamily had begun laying claim to the family fortune, anticipating the imminent demise of the elderly father–in–law.