As soon as Maurice finished his sentence, a group of subordinates rushed in, splashing bucket after bucket of gasoline. The sharp smell filled the air. Harvey, never imagining they would go through with it, felt his heart skip a beat. He tried to stop them, shouting, "What do you think you're doing? This is Harmony Medical Center! Who allowed you to cause trouble here?" This line, usually effective in intimidating difficult patients since he'd taken over, failed him today. He hadn't realized Maurice was a madman.

As the situation escalated, Maurice's subordinate demanded, "Isn't Clive, the medical master of Harmony Medical Center, here?" A trembling physician replied, "Clive is gravely ill. He's incapacitated, unable to recognize anyone or speak clearly. He can't see patients."

The subordinate fell silent. Harvey, failing to grasp the situation, tried to intimidate them with the Walsh family's influence. "Who are you people? Offending the Walsh family will have consequences!" He felt targeted the moment the words left his mouth.

Maurice seemed to recall Harvey's identity. "Didn't you claim to be Harmony Medical Center's heir and Clive's grandson? Your medical skills must be impressive, then?" Harvey scoffed, "Of course!"

"Very well," Maurice said, raising his hand. "Take him away." Two subordinates dragged Harvey into a car. Several tanks of gasoline had already been poured. As they left, Maurice casually tossed a lighter. It arced through the air, a small flame flickering, before landing.

Boom! The gasoline ignited, flames shooting into the sky. Screams and panic erupted as Harmony Medical Center burned.

Lying in bed, the increasingly ill Clive heard the news and spat out black blood. His eyes bulged in horror as he gasped. Harmony Medical Center, his life's work, destroyed in an instant. He'd known it would fail under Harvey, but not so swiftly, so tragically.

"Ah! Ah!" Clive's regret was immeasurable. Had he known, he wouldn't have given Harvey the opportunity, nor pushed Felicia away. His face darkened, his trembling hands reaching for a box containing a set of golden needles, a treasure of Harmony Medical Center. He struggled to lift the box, muttering, "Fuller... Felicia... Fuller... Give them to her..."

He couldn't let the needles be destroyed. They belonged in Felicia's hands, where their immense value, surpassing ten Harmony Medical Centers, would be unleashed. This would be his final gift to his granddaughter.