Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 2227

Fade quickly tapped on the patient's wound. A surge of positive energy flowed through the wound and healed all his injuries.

He finished up the treatment in less than three minutes. He smiled at the patient and said, "I have fully healed your injuries. You may move around to see if you're fully recovered." "Really? Am I really healed?" The patient started moving his arm slowly as he looked at Fade doubtfully.

However, his expression quickly filled with excitement as he managed to wave his recovered arm around, "It's true! My arm is all recovered. It has been fully mended! It doesn't hurt at all now. It feels like I have never been injured at all."

The crowd gawked at the patient in disbelief.

Nergui came forward to check on the patient. Then, he nodded his head and approved of Fade's medical skills, "The patient's injury has really been fully healed."

"He's fully recovered. How... How is this possible? How did he do that?" For a moment, Harlow was unable to accept it.

Fade ignored him and strode to the second patient to continue his treatment, "As for the second patient, you solved most of the problems by using the talisman treatment method. However, you have left behind three chronic diseases, not to mention that you have caused a new adverse effect..."

Fade continued to point out the effects and defects of Harlow's treatment in detail. He then solved all these problems right away and cured the patient on the spot.

He moved on to the next few patients and explained all of the problems before bringing them back to full health one after another.

After treating the last patient, he glanced at Harlow with his hands clasped behind his back. He then glanced at the crowd before looking at Nergui finally, "Mr. Weu, I believe it's time to announce the results." Nergui's face slumped and he sighed. He then looked at Fade and announced, "I announce that Mr. Chen of the classic medical has won the contest against Harlow of the witch medical."

Upon hearing this result, the staff members of the witch clinic immediately turned pale.

The younger disciples who were arrogant previously were unwilling to accept this result. On the other hand, Harlow had no choice but to admit his defeat to Fade. He hung his head low and sighed. "Since I've won, it's time to fulfill your promise, Mr. Weu!" Fade gazed at Nergui.

At the mention of the promise, Nergui's expression could not help but sink and his face was somewhat awkward.

He let out a long sigh before looking at Fade and Caesar and said, "A bet is a bet. We concede defeat. Since we have lost, the witch clinic will join the Chinese Medicine Association from now on..." However, the elders began to oppose the idea before Nergui could even finish his words.

"Mr. Weu, you can't possibly agree to this. You should never give in."

"The witch clinic is the last representation of the witch medical. We will never join that bullsh*t association."

"We hold a deep grudge against the classic medical. Mr. Weu, this is treason. We should never betray our ancestors!"

"We have already agreed to this deal. Are we going back on our words? How will the witch clinic gain a foothold in the future?" Nergui replied.

The elders' expressions darkened. They could not refute him, but they were reluctant to agree as well.

The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

After a moment of silence, Nergui said, "Elders, I am the chief of the witch clinic and I have made the promise myself. I must keep my word."

"Mr. Weu, this..." A few elders tried to persuade him again.

Nergui cut them off in a deep voice, "I have made up my mind."

The elders were not happy with his firm attitude, but they didn't dare to say anything else.

On the other hand, Caesar was extremely excited. He quickly handed him an agreement and said, "Mr. Weu, I have the agreement here. You can take a look..."

Nergui took over the document and quickly looked through it. He then answered, "There is no problem. I will sign the agreement..."

He had already read the full details

of the document back when Jason first invited everyone to join the Chinese Medicine Association Therefore, there was no need to read it again.

However, just as Nergui picked up the pen and was about to sign.

An old and deep voice rang out, and there was a strong dissatisfaction in his tone, "Nergui, are you trying to sell the witch clinic?"

Upon hearing this voice, everyone turned to look at the owner of the voice.

They saw a thin, white-bearded old man who was in his seventies, walking out from the inner room of the clinic. He had a sullen expression on his face.

Nergui's face immediately changed when he saw the old man. He quickly went up to greet him, "Dad, what brought you here?"

The old man snorted coldly and glared at him, "I'm afraid you would have sold out the witch clinic if I'm late for another second."

"Dad, you've misunderstood. I'm not selling the clinic," Nergui quickly explained.

"Misunderstood?" The old man scoffed and pointed at the contract on the table, "What's that? Do you think I can't read? Or do you think I'm too old to understand?"

"Dad, it's not like that. It's a Chinese Medicine Association. We are merely joining the association, not..." Nergui wanted to explain.

However, the old man refused to listen to him. He snorted and cut him off, "What association? It's just a trick to take over the witch medical."

"Let me tell you, I won't agree to this," the old man stated firmly.

Nergui said awkwardly, "Dad, I have already made a promise. The witch clinic has lost the competition. I..."

Nergui explained the incident to the old man.

At this time, Caesar, who was next to Fade, introduced the old man to him in a low voice, "This old man is called Liborio Weu. He was the last chief of the witch clinic and also Nergui's father."

"As a matter of fact, he was the one who strongly opposed the participation of the witch medical to the association. He holds deep grudges against the classic medical."

On the other side, Nergui had finished explaining the situation to Liborio.

Liborio glared at Willmer and Harlow. The two young disciples froze on the spot and didn't even dare to breathe out loud.

Then, the old man walked up to

Fade and sized him up before asking, Are you the running dog of the classic medical? Did you win against the disciples of the witch