Layla Woods’ face turned even paler.
She had exhausted all her energy trying to treat the patient, nearly collapsing from the effort. After all that hard work, she had only managed to control the patient’s condition.
Meanwhile, Flynn hadn’t even moved from his seat. With just one prescription, he had cured Mimi of two life-threatening illnesses.
It was like farming-Layla had been weeding the field, needing to do it three or four times a year. But Flynn not only weeded the field once and for all but also eradicated the pests in one go.
The gap between them was utterly despairing.
It was the difference between a Grandmaster and a Greater Sovereign!
Thud!
Lilia Hussain slumped into her chair, her eyes equally hollow, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes, her mind frozen in disbelief.
Wait? What was there to wait for?
Even if Layla’s patient showed improvement in an hour, what good would it do?
Not only was it too late, but the level of treatment wasn’t even comparable.
One controlled the symptoms, while the other cured the disease.
One targeted only the urticaria, while the other treated both the urticaria and the heart condition.
Layla Woods lost to Flynn.
And she, Lilia Hussain, lost to Rose…
But what was most unbearable was the realization of just how skilled Flynn was.
Why was he so capable?
What could be more painful than being utterly humiliated by a man she had always looked down upon?
Today’s competition had been a complete annihilation!
A firecracker going up against a missile!
The room fell into silence.
For as long as anyone could remember, Layla Woods had been a godlike figure, a star in the sky that could only be admired from afar.
A queen on her throne.
And Flynn? He was just a crude, vulgar man, spouting nonsense and acting like a brute.
Yet, it was this very man who had publicly stripped the queen of her royal robes, thrown them to the ground, and stomped on her face!
Her divine aura had shattered.
The brightest star had dimmed in the face of the sun.
She was no longer the untouchable, peerless prodigy.
Flynn’s skills were stronger and more terrifying!
Even Layla Woods’ master couldn’t compare.
How painful was that?
It was like being the top student from elementary school through high school, only to be completely surpassed by a delinquent. The agony was unbearable.
The worst part was that Lilia Hussain had never imagined Flynn could crush them so thoroughly. But little did she know, this was just the beginning. The humiliation was far from over.
“Young man.” Mr. Hawthorne approached Flynn, his face red with embarrassment, and asked with a forced smile, “Could you share the formula for this medicine?”
Without hesitation, Flynn listed twelve medicinal herbs, even detailing their proportions. Unlike the Returning Heart Pill, this prescription could be widely used, though it was specifically tailored for Mimi.
“This…” Mr. Hawthorne was stunned. “These are all herbs for treating heart conditions, aren’t they?”
“Heh, if you don’t want to share, I won’t press further,” Mr. Hawthorne said awkwardly.
Flynn frowned. “No, these are indeed for treating heart conditions.”
“In fact, both patients had heart issues that disrupted their overall blood circulation, causing blood stasis, which in turn triggered the aquagenic urticaria.”
The room fell silent again as everyone digested Flynn’s words. After a few seconds, the crowd erupted in applause.
“He’s right! Absolutely right! How did I not see the connection?”
“It makes perfect sense! For these two patients, treating the urticaria required addressing the heart first! We were all focused on the skin condition, but the heart was the root cause!”
“Mr. Clark is truly remarkable! His unique insights into medicine are truly admirable!”
The medical professionals in the room had an epiphany, their attitudes toward Flynn shifting dramatically as they showered him with praise.
Each word of praise felt like a slap to Layla Woods’ face. Her complexion grew even paler.
No one mentioned Layla Woods directly, but to her, every word felt like a personal attack.
Not only had the audience failed to see the connection, but she, Layla Woods, had also missed it!
But after Flynn’s explanation, it all made sense.
For example, the liver and kidneys were interconnected and influenced each other. If the liver was compromised, the kidneys were likely affected as well. If the kidneys were treated, and the liver condition improved.
But urticaria was a skin condition-a superficial symptom-while the heart was an internal issue. She hadn’t made the connection at the time.
She had been too confident.
Thinking she had treated urticaria before, she had tried to apply the same methods.
But this case was different.
The previous patient only had urticaria, not a heart condition.
She had been careless.
One misstep and the entire game was lost…
Mr. Hawthorne also had a moment of clarity.
No wonder his treatments over the past six months had been ineffective-he had been approaching it all wrong!
However, curing congenital heart disease in such a unique case required precise medication.
To be honest, even if he had known that the urticaria was caused by congenital heart disease, he would have been at a loss.
Congenital heart disease was incredibly difficult to treat.
Unlike heart conditions caused by external factors, this was something the patient had been born with.
Flynn’s ability to handle such a case proved he was no ordinary doctor.
At this point, the ones suffering the most were Paulina Johnston and her daughter.
Especially Madeline Kaur. From the moment Mr. Hawthorne announced that Mimi was completely cured, she had fallen silent, her mind reeling.
She had always believed that Flynn knew some medicine but could never be this skilled.
Layla Woods was her idol, a star in the sky.
But Flynn had trampled her underfoot, humiliating her repeatedly.
Curing the urticaria completely-a slap in the face.
Treating the heart condition as well-another slap.
Explaining the theory behind the treatment-yet another slap.
And soon, he would deliver the final blow-publicly taking away Layla Woods’ Dragonsfire Cauldron and securing the Niarak Quality Enterprise title for Rose.
The humiliation was absolute.
It was as if Flynn had put Layla Woods on public trial and flogged her mercilessly.
With medical skills like his, if Flynn had stayed with the Kaur family, what need would there have been for her to be CEO?
Or even if she remained CEO, with Flynn’s connections and medical expertise, which influential family would dare not show her respect?
Flynn was a hundred times better than Nathan Fletcher!
But she had thrown away a towering giant for a delusional fantasy.
The pain was unbearable. Her heart ached.
Tears streamed down her face silently as her nails dug into her palms without her even noticing.
She had lost, utterly and completely…
Paulina Johnston also buried her face in her chest, her cheeks red in embarrassment. Every thought of Flynn filled her with despair, so deep she wished she could die.
Kimber Doyle was crying too.
Crying even harder than Madeline Kaur.
Layla Woods was her master, her pride, and the foundation of her bragging rights.
And now, that pride had been trampled under Flynn’s feet, her face rubbed in the dirt.
Over and over again.
The pain was excruciating.
Why did it have to be Flynn?
Shouldn’t he have remained at the bottom of the mountain, straining to catch a glimpse of Layla Woods at the peak?
Shouldn’t he have watched Layla Woods bask in the spotlight, receiving the adoration of wealthy families, while he hid in the shadows, crying into his pillow?
Why?
Why did it have to be this way?
She didn’t want to see any good in Flynn. That would have proven the wisdom of Layla Woods’ decision to break off the engagement.
But reality had slapped her hard in the face.
Perhaps Flynn didn’t even care.