Chapter 1276: Chapter 1274: Loss of Image (18)
An excellent physician is soone who brings tily help, even in worsening situations.
Fu Qian’s boastful words succeeded in stirring complex emotions in nearly everyone present.
The Winslow couple, who were initially fortunate amidst calamity with eyes bright enough to light a lamp, suddenly felt their excitent wane, recalling his previous behavior.
Since the first “analysis report” ca out, this “quack” seed to suggest everything was fine.
Was it a lucky guess or an act of feigned madness?
This inherently optimistic judgnt had even resulted in a decrease in the confidence percentage of Orintel’s words due to the unique deanor of the speaker.
anwhile, the Winslow couple didn’t know how to respond and, at the sa ti, Natalie, the tutor equally concerned about the students’ welfare, experienced her own emotional turmoil.
“You really don’t understand humility at all.”
Before anyone else could speak, Natalie interjected coldly.
“So are you saying you realized early on that Jane was favored by the Stars?”
“What then were your previous actions? So malicious ga of scaring people?”
“For instance, the painting at the art salon, was that so-called danger sothing you fabricated?”
…
It seed Natalie’s remarks were made out of righteous indignation, dismissing Fu Qian as nothing more than a charlatan.
However, the Winslow couple listened and frowned in unison.
Discussing certain matters at this point was clearly complicating things unnecessarily.
Such as the “painting” at the art salon.
Bringing it up would only lead to increasingly complicated responses, as was happening now.
The Winslow couple’s reactions were quite consistent, restraining themselves without showing any dissatisfaction towards Natalie’s actions.
“A painting? What’s going on?”
As expected, anyone from The Sect seed particularly sensitive to matters involving paintings.
Orintel imdiately raised an eyebrow and asked cautiously.
“Actually, so strange occurrences started appearing quite early…”
Faced with the situation, Mr. Winslow had no choice but to explain with a tough resolve.
“But it seed a bit different back then. For instance, Jane’s eyes even grew considerably larger at the start.”
Now that things had co to a head, Mr. Winslow was quite honest, knowing that there was no hiding certain facts from a Sect investigation.
While being honest, he tried his best to keep his tone light.
“Since there weren’t any other discomforts, we initially didn’t pay much attention and continued participating in events.”
“But during an art salon the day before yesterday, Jane suddenly felt uncomfortable while appreciating a painting, so we haven’t gone out since.”
“What kind of painting? What kind of discomfort?”
Unfortunately, Orintel wasn’t easily swayed and directly focused on the important points.
“Not well-known, reportedly from a street painter, with a style sowhat similar to this…”
A direct answer ca from Jane, who pointed to her bedside.
“I really liked it at the ti, so I looked at it a bit longer, and eventually felt a bit faint and had to close my eyes to rest.”
Fainting…
The bedside painting didn’t seem to be the kind of thing The Sect would consider blasphemous.
Orintel quickly glanced at it before focusing on Fu Qian and the nearby dical kit.
“So what danger did this Dr. Quack interpret?”
…
Even though they had brought him here, it seed Natalie hadn’t given much of an explanation.
Fu Qian, who was asked directly, wasn’t fazed but pondered the question thoughtfully.
Natalie had already admitted that Orintel ca because of her, and their division of blocking the door was quite clear.
Fu Qian certainly didn’t believe it was re coincidence, suspecting that Natalie might have special ans of contacting Orintel.
It seed highly likely that Orintel was her friend from The Sect, and their bond was close enough for a prompt response.
Yet, despite this, Natalie exhibited a certain cautious reservation towards him.
Indeed, interpersonal relationships were a profound science.
Admiring this, Fu Qian nodded slightly.
“The painting might be dangerous, triggering a self-protective chanism.”
…
In that mont, Orintel’s killing intent almost hit its peak.
“What kind of danger?”
He studied the street doctor with unprecedented caution, wearing a faint smile.
“A nightmare, of course.”
Ignoring the tense atmosphere, Fu Qian snorted in response.
“If I didn’t know this much, what right would I have to sit in the position of attending physician?”
“Very well, at least the Winslow’s money didn’t go to waste.”
Indeed, the confidence of a person radiates the most influence, and after boldly using the term “attending physician,” Orintel was evidently sowhat awestruck, unexpectedly agreeing with the diagnosis for the first ti.
“This is also the first ti I’ve encountered soone genuinely favored by the Stars. Jane’s symptoms earlier might have been subconsciously resonating with the Star Law.”
The next mont he addressed the Winslow couple.
“An organ enlarging oddly is nothing surprising to the Star Law, as for the painting, it might indeed hint at a looming crisis, and I’ll have soone confirm this later.”
His tone leaned towards consolation, clearly highlighting the incredible power of this genius, rendering previous minor acts by the Winslow family insignificant amid this joyous discovery.
Not to ntion, the other party’s willingness to admit fault was quite sincere.
“That’s truly wonderful! Apologies if we overreacted due to excessive worry before.”
Aware of this, Winslow showed no sign of gloating, maintaining a comndable attitude of admitting wrongdoing.
“I hope there’s no problem with the painting, otherwise, if we’re delayed in discovering it, it could cause trouble for The Sect.”
“You were just reacting normally, and besides, without Dr. Quack’s help, you wouldn’t have even realized the problem with the painting.”
Orintel waved his hand casually, indicating he wasn’t inclined to pursue it further and even complinted Fu Qian.
“It’s clear this attending physician has sharp insight, and hopefully, he can receive proper guidance from The Sect later.”
…
Winslow hesitated, not knowing how to help exonerate him.
From the sound of it, this blood-testing-by-mouth doctor had gotten himself into quite a predicant.
Orintel hadn’t shown much enmity towards him initially, yet Fu Qian’s impressive talent for inciting animosity quickly drew most of the ire with just a few words.
“I dare not assu to teach, just to share a humble opinion.”
Before Winslow could find the right words, Fu Qian humbly added another statent.
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