Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 8 Ignored Feelings

Chapter 8 Ignored Feelings

Henry quickly crouched down and shoved a few quick-acting heart pills into the old man's mouth.

However, the old man's condition did not improve at all. Instead, his expression became even more painful, and his face turned as pale as paper in the blink of an eye!

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Henry exclaimed in panic.

If something happened to the old man, how could he explain it when he went back? The entire Ward family couldn't bear such bad news, and Edoland, the city, would experience a major earthquake!

Rowan quickly took out his phone and dialed 911.

The surrounding pedestrians and diners pointed and discussed.

"What's going on?"

"It seems like someone is having a heart attack!"

"Could there be something wrong with this fried dough stand?"

At this moment, Henry was desperate to pinch the old man's acupoint. However, when he put his hand on him, his face suddenly changed.

The old man's breathing had already stopped!

The next second, he checked for a pulse but then sat down on the ground in complete shock.

The pulse had stopped! In other words, his grandpa... was dead?

"You bastard, what did you put in the fried dough? How did my grandpa suddenly die?"

"Speak!"

"If anything happens to my grandpa, I'll make your whole family accompany him to the grave!!"

In the next second, Henry rushed towards the vendor with red eyes and grabbed his collar while shouting.

"I didn't... put anything in it! I used good oil and flour, nothing was added!" The vendor cried out in defense with regret written all over his face. He should have sold Lachlan's share of fried dough instead of giving half to these folks who were already on their way out. It was his own greed that caused this unnecessary disaster.

"The fried dough stick is fine; it's just that your grandpa had a bad heart and shouldn't have eaten greasy food!" At that moment, a voice spoke up.

The vendor turned around and saw that it was the young man who spoke. He immediately showed gratitude and shame on his face.

Just a moment ago, the vendor was mocking and taunting Lachlan. But now, surprisingly, he stood up for him and spoke in his defense.

"Thank you! Thank you! There's really nothing wrong with my ried dough stick!" The vendor cried out as he wept.

"You dare to talk back to me!" Henry glared at Lachlan with anger in his eyes.

Lachlan didn't bother responding to him. He walked straight towards the old man lying on the ground and grabbed his wrist.

"What do you think you're doing? Let go of my grandpa!"

"Rowan!"

Upon seeing this, Henry exclaimed in shock and simultaneously directed a command towards the robust middle-aged man.

Rowan let out a cold snort and delivered a kick towards Lachlan.

This kick carried the sound of breaking wind, clearly showing his practiced skill.

Thud!

In the next instant, Lachlan's fist arrived slightly ahead, colliding with the incoming foot.

He was crouched there, his posture already off-balance, and he ended up somewhat embarrassedly plopping down on the ground.

Rowan, on the other hand, retreated three steps in quick succession, the tip of his right foot touching the ground, his entire leg trembling slightly.

In his eyes, a look of astonishment was revealed!

"By the time the ambulance arrives, your grandfather will have already passed away! If you don't want him to die, don't interfere with me!" Lachlan said calmly as he stood up and warned Henry.

Henry was also taken aback when he saw Rowan being punched back by Lachlan.

Hearing what Lachlan said, Henry hesitated for a moment.

However, Lachlan ignored them and focused on treating the old man. He accurately massaged various acupoints on the old man's body in sequence and with specific force. His movements were skilled and his expression was serious and confident.

Seeing this scene unfold before their eyes, Henry and Rowan exchanged glances with a hint of relief in their eyes. The little girl stopped crying and watched quietly with her big eyes while the vendor looked anxious as if praying for something good to happen.

After a moment or two, the unconscious old man suddenly coughed once. This sound was like music to Henry's ears.

Next, Erik Ward opened his eyes wide, "I'm still alive?"

"Old man, your heart is not healthy. You should watch what you eat! Eating fried dough stick early in the morning is like asking for trouble! Don't be greedy from now on; it would be best if you could throw up everything you just ate!" said Lachlan.

"Yes, yes, young man, you're right! Thank you for saving my life. What's your name?" Erik nodded back and sincerely thanked him. The feeling of death just moments ago was still fresh in his mind. He felt like he had walked through the gates of hell but this young man had pulled him back to life.

He was filled with gratitude.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Great-grandpa! How are you?"

Henry and the little girl came over at this moment and asked with concern.

"I'm fine now. You should thank this young man here. If it weren't for him, I would have died today!" Erik shook his head and said.

"Sir, thanks! This is my business card. Consider me, Henry Ward, owing you a favor. No matter what happens to you in Edoland, feel free to look me up." Henry handed Lachlan his business card with a bit of bravado in his tone but given the power he wielded as well as the resources available through the Ward family, it wasn't an empty promise.

"Wow, Pigsy, you're really amazing! Thank you for saving my great-grandpa!" the little girl exclaimed beside him.

"No problem, just don't bother me again," Lachlan waved his hand and nodded at the old man before quickly leaving with his fried dough sticks and tofu puddings.

Out of the four people there, Lachlan only had a good impression of the old man. He didn't have time to waste with them; his daughter was still hungry.

Henry let out a grunt as he held his business card in mid-air looking embarrassed. "Damn it!"

The next second, he cursed under his breath. He never thought that even the Ward family's business card would be rejected one day. His connections were not taken seriously by him?

Damn it!

Back at the hospital, Lachlan had breakfast with Nora and spent the morning with their little girl before leaving at eleven o'clock to go to the Cottage.

It was an upscale specialty restaurant where it was said that per capita spending for one meal could easily reach thousands of dollars.

Ordinary people wouldn't dare take another step.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Cottage, Miranda called him and said she was on her way, asking Lachlan to wait a little longer.

Just as he hung up the phone, a mocking voice sounded.

"Lachlan? What are you doing here?"

"How did you know I had lunch with Tom here and shamelessly came to wait for me?"

"I won't lend you any money. Give up on that idea!"

A man and a woman got out of a BMW X6 and walked towards them. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The man was dressed in flashy clothes while the woman was dressed seductively.

It was Lachlan's ex-wife Claudia and her rich husband Tom Bennett.