Lord Protector Novel

If the director is able to treat my condition, that’s the best outcome. However, if Zeke is right and the director really messes things up, I’ll have Zeke take over instead. Perhaps he will be able to get rid of the curse that has been placed upon me.

The director prescribed the required medicine immediately and handed it over to the nurse. He instructed the nurse to pack the medicine and prepare it as instructed.

In the meantime, he asked Jeffrey to lay on the bed while he rolled up the bottom of his pants.

Swollen and intertwined veins can be seen all over Jeffrey’s legs.

It was a horrifying scene because there were a lot of scratch marks on Jeffrey’s leg as well. Perhaps he overly scratched his leg due to the itching sensation he felt.

All the symptoms that Jeffrey had indicated that he suffered from varicose veins.

Firstly, the director cleansed the wounds with alcohol swabs. Then he applied a specially curated gel produced by the hospital to sedate the veins.

Before long, the nurse returned with a bowl of decoction and handed it over to Jeffrey.

He took a sip as instructed.

Meanwhile, everyone had their eyes glued to the intertwined veins on Jeffrey’s leg.

As time went by, Jeffrey’s leg had undergone drastic changes within ten minutes.

The initially swelling veins shrunk and returned to healthy-looking veins.

It could no longer be seen bulging on Jeffrey’s leg anymore.

Jeffrey couldn’t feel the excruciating sensation he felt before. He was about to fall asleep as he lay on the bed.

Once again, the onlookers gasped as they were impressed.

A curse? That young man must have been bluffing, right?

I can’t believe he actually tried to mess with Mr. Middleton’s life. I’m sure he won’t let the young man off the hook anymore.

The director was proud of himself and asked rhetorically, “Zeke, Mr. Middleton’s condition has improved drastically. Aren’t you going to explain yourself?”

“Let’s take it easy. After all, this is merely the calm before the storm,” Zeke replied casually.

In return, the director replied contemptuously, “Stop lying, you insolent fool. You’re just trying to buy yourself time to escape, right? I have gotten rid of the swollen and intertwined veins. Do you really think...”

Before the director could finish his sentence, Jeffrey cried out in pain all of a sudden and sat upright on the bed. Subconsciously, he held himself in the leg.

The crowd was taken aback due to Jeffrey’s reaction.

Immediately, the director asked, “Mr. Middleton, what’s wrong?”

Jeffrey gasped and explained, “My leg... I-It hurts... It felt as though something is devouring my veins...”

When the onlookers heard Jeffrey’s words, they had their eyes glued to his leg once again.

Actually, the condition of Jeffrey’s leg had improved as compared to its initial condition. In fact, nothing seemed to be wrong with it.

However, an observant onlooker realized what was wrong and shouted, “Look! There’s a bruise on the mayor’s knee!”

Everyone looked in the direction when they heard the man’s words.

Indeed, there was a particularly noticeable swelling vein on Jeffrey’s knee.

“Oh, God... What’s going on?”

“That particular vein of his is swollen to such a horrifying extent. It seems like it’s about to burst at any moment.”