The Great Medical Saint

The beer's bitter taste lingered in Darius' mouth, and regret began to settle in. A voice rang in his mind, "The priceless Vital Restorative Remedies is yours. Why give it away to the Fields family? Why them? Why?"

Darius put the beer bottle down, and regret started to hit him even harder.noveldrama

What if he didn't stay in Eastoria? As the successor of Vital Restorative Remedies, he'd become a traditional medicine practitioner whom even the Fields family would envy.

But at this point, Darius was reduced to living under the Fields family's control. He couldn't even decide for himself whether or not to return to Eastoria.

With Karina dead, Anisha's words were enough to keep him staying in Lambda City, living with the constant threat of his crimes unraveling. His life was as pathetic as it could get.

Darius suddenly slapped himself across the face and cursed out loud, "Are you stupid or what? You could be living with dignity, but you choose to live under the mercy of others."

Everyone was shocked by what he did. People put down their drinks and started whispering and pointing.

The bald owner furrowed his brows. After hesitating, he stood up and walked over to Darius, offering Darius a free hotdog.

"Hey! This is on the house. If something's bothering you, let's drink and chat. Sometimes, just saying it makes things easier."

Looking at the kind-hearted bald owner, Darius couldn't help but feel comforted. He had been longing for a relationship like this. When things were tough, even strangers came and offered comforting words.

But could he really speak his mind? If he did, he might get dissed or even beaten up.

The more Darius thought about it, the more frustrated he got. He snapped, "Get lost... Stay away from me! I don't need your sympathy."

Frowning, the bald owner looked angry for a moment, but then his expression eased up as he calmly stated, "I understand you're having a rough time, so I'm going to let this slip. Just a word of advice-don't drink and drive."

The bald owner stood up and left, returning to his hot dog stand.

Watching the kind bald man walk away, Darius felt even worse. He'd somehow gotten to the point where he couldn't accept kindness from others.

What if Darius didn't go to Eastoria? What if he hadn't done all those things? Maybe he'd have had a chance to befriend the bald hotdog stand owner.

He sat there alone until 5:00 pm. By then, all the customers had left. The hot dog stand owner began putting away the menu board and shutting off the grill.

After paying the bill, Darius got up to leave, but then his phone rang.

He pulled out his phone. Seeing it was Anisha calling, he quickly picked up. "Mrs. Fields."

Anisha replied, "I'm near the location you sent me. Where are you at?"

Darius looked around and spotted a cab by the side of the road. He waved his hand and walked over. "I'm here. Feel free to get out of the car."

Anisha saw Darius through the window. She pushed open the car door and got out.

Darius suddenly stopped in his tracks with his eyes wide open.

A woman with short hair got out of the cab. She rocked sunglasses, and her red lips were captivating under the streetlight. Dressed in a suit, she looked confident and aloof.

"Who's this woman?" Darius thought to himself.

Anisha made her way toward Darius. "Where are Karina's and Allen's bodies, Darius?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Darius was shocked. "A-Are you Mrs. Fields?"