The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King-Chapter 369: Lucilla’s Illness
Chapter 369 - 369: Lucilla's Illness
Daniel's encouraging words ignited a spark of excitement among many members of the Australian Ninja League. The prospect of a prosperous future after joining the Kingslayer Alliance was a vision they couldn't resist. They truly believed that following a powerful leader would lead them to glory.
However, as Mandel watched this display of blind optimism, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. 'These people have no idea what they're getting into,' he thought with a sigh. 'They're dancing on a knife's edge, thinking they're aligning with a big fish, when in reality, they're walking straight into danger.'
Meanwhile, as the world of martial artists was on the brink of a major shift, John Lopez found himself doing what he did best—helping people.
Lucilla, the daughter of Hugh, the head of the State of New York, had been stretching when an odd thing happened. She failed to lower her arm in time, leaving it suspended uncomfortably above her head. This caused quite a spectacle, especially since Hugh had guests over at his house, all of them discussing the death of the King of Horizon. The atmosphere was tense, but when Lucilla's strange position was noticed, the room erupted in suppressed laughter.
Lucilla, who was already embarrassed, now had to deal with the added discomfort of her father trying to hold back his own laughter. In a mixture of irritation and embarrassment, she shot back, "Are you really my father?"
Hugh, caught between reprimanding his daughter and laughing, couldn't help but chuckle. "What are you talking about? Nonsense!"
Lucilla was even more flustered now, especially when her father failed to maintain his composure. "I think Uncle Wood is better than you!" she retorted, throwing her father off balance.
"Uh..." Hugh froze, his smile vanishing instantly. The reference to "Uncle Wood" was a sensitive one, considering the history between Hugh and Alton Wood. Alton was an old friend, someone Hugh had been close with when they both pursued the same woman years ago. In the end, Hugh had won her heart and married her. Lucilla, aware of this backstory, used it to tease her father, knowing it would throw him off balance.
To ease the awkwardness, Hugh quickly tried to deflect. "Your uncle is my old friend. He treated you well because of our past friendship, but trust me, he's even fiercer with his own daughter than I am with you."
His colleagues, who had witnessed the back-and-forth between father and daughter, quickly joined in to diffuse the tension. "That's right," one said, "I only scold my own children, not my niece!"
"Yes," another added, "Lucilla, your father talks about you all the time at work. You have no idea how proud he is of you!"
The conversation shifted, and soon enough, Lucilla fell quiet. However, to make sure things didn't get too out of hand, Hugh decided to dial John's number.
"Alright, it's not a big deal," Hugh said, his tone calming. "I'll ask John to come over."
Lucilla immediately perked up. She had great trust in John's medical skills. When Marvin, a vice president of the provincial hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, had once come to treat her grandfather with acupuncture, he had accidentally injured him. It was John who had stepped in and cured her grandfather, a moment that left a lasting impression on Lucilla.
She was more than confident that John could solve her problem, too. Hugh, knowing how much Lucilla respected John, seized the opportunity to introduce the young doctor to his colleagues. After all, John was well-known in New York, having earned the title of "Miracle Doctor" and "Master of Clouds." Such a reputation was hard to ignore, and his achievements were far beyond the grasp of most people his age.
When John received Hugh's call, he was free and agreed to come over to the Kurds' residence. Initially, Hugh had planned to send his secretary to pick John up, but John insisted on coming himself. John was far from arrogant, preferring to treat those who were congenial to him with kindness. He also provided his services for free whenever possible, never letting money dictate his actions.
Hugh appreciated John's humility and genuine nature, which only deepened his respect for him.
As John arrived at the Kurds' home, Hugh stood to greet him warmly. "John, thank you for coming again," he said with a smile, his voice filled with gratitude.
John waved it off casually. "It's no trouble at all, Mr. Kurds. We're old acquaintances."
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Hugh chuckled. "So why do you still call me so formally? Just call me Hugh from now on."
John's easy-going nature matched Hugh's approachable demeanor perfectly. Although Hugh held a high political position, he was humble and down-to-earth, someone who had even shared a casual meal with John at a roadside stall before. That level of familiarity made their friendship genuine, and John had a good impression of him.
As John entered the living room, Hugh's colleagues, all of whom were highly influential, stood up in respect. They had been waiting for this moment, curious about the young man who had gained such a remarkable reputation.
The air was filled with anticipation, and as John greeted everyone with his characteristic smile, the room fell into a momentary silence, as the guests tried to gauge the significance of this "remarkable" man before them. The thought that crossed their minds was unanimous: Is this really the legendary healer everyone speaks of?
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