"Holy, is he that impressive?"

"Seems like it."

"He's the true God of medicine. He's even better than Dr. Fallon."

The onlookers were engaged in a heated discussion, especially stunned to learn that James had treated Thea. Meanwhile, James continued seeing patients. A fifty-year-old woman approached, seated herself, and removed her hat. With a menacing glare, she snarled, frothing at the mouth, "My head hurts! After taking your medicine, I've lost most of my hair!"

"Quiet," James snapped, raising his voice to control the situation. The shrieking woman fell silent. "Extend your arm."

She obeyed. James took her pulse.

"This is a chronic problem," he said. "You've suffered from headaches and insomnia for over a decade, leading to your hair loss. What does this have to do with us? I'll prescribe medicine for free. I guarantee improvement; if not, feel free to tear down Eternality Hospital."

"This is unbelievable!" the woman yelled, turning to the crowd and cameras. "He's the God of medicine!"

The crowd was puzzled. "Hey, could this be staged by Eternality?" "Seems like it. They could be actors." "Not even Dr. Fallon could do this. I don't think this kid's the real deal." "Yeah, and it's live. Much more effective than ads." Many were skeptical, believing Eternality had staged the event, especially given the Callahans' recent appointment of a new chairman and business expansion. They suspected a publicity stunt.

The Callahans gathered in the hospital hallway. As the outside situation calmed, they emerged, their gaze fixed on James as he continued prescribing medicine.

Tommy muttered, "Is James really Asclepius, the God of medicine?"

Gladys smirked. "Of course. He treated Thea's scar, twice. If he's not Asclepius, who is he?"

David straightened. "That's James. His skills far surpass Dr. Fallon's."

As James handled the crisis, Gladys, David, and the others wore smug expressions, as if they had solved the problem.

"Next."

"Please, don't fool around with me! You've been sleeping around despite your weak body. Now you have a disease and allergies—what does this have to do with Eternality Hospital? Whatever. I'll give you a prescription for free." The man, who had intended to defraud the hospital, felt ashamed after hearing this. He had recently visited a prostitute. Laughter erupted from the crowd. After James gave him the prescription, he said, "Next."

A twenty-year-old man sat, extending his arm. James took his pulse, then sighed. "The red dots are from the hotpot you ate a few days ago. How can you blame us?"

"Holy sh*t! How did you know that?"

"A guess. It's nothing serious. Watch your diet; the swelling should subside in a few days."

James treated patients continuously, all with similar allergic reactions and swelling caused by substandard medicine. However, he shifted the blame, leaving the patients convinced and unconcerned.

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