The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1726 The Specialty Pills

Wynter and Drexel soon arrived at Willowbrook Hospital, where the bustling crowd of patients was notably larger than at other hospitals. The long line of patients waiting for medicine was a clear sign of the trust they placed in the hospital's care.

Wynter quickly realized that taking down Willowbrook Hospital would be far more challenging than dealing with the one in Riverburg, which was under the Gibson family's control. Apparently, Willowbrook Hospital could indeed provide effective treatments for its patients.

In the distance, an elderly woman was handing out a clinic banner and expressing her immense gratitude. She cried as she clutched the doctor's hand, "I can't thank you enough, Mr. Lappage. If it weren't for you, my husband wouldn't have lived to see another day!"

The doctor was a kind, middle-aged man with a fit build. He once appeared in a variety show, and his polished demeanor left a lasting impression.

The doctor patiently comforted the elderly woman, "We're just doing our job. Once you get home, keep an eye on your husband's condition. I'm sure he'll recover."

The elderly woman, overwhelmed with gratitude, struggled to find the right words. Some patients were even recording the scene and singing the doctor's praises.

The quickest way to learn about a hospital was through its attending physicians, especially those trusted and loved by their patients. Considering the doctor had been awarded a clinic banner, it was likely he had successfully treated a serious illness.

Wynter swiftly interrupted an applauding woman and inquired, "What's going on, madam? Is that doctor famous?"

"How could you not know Dr. Lappage? He's a miracle! He can cure any illness, and even cancer is nothing to him," the woman exclaimed in disbelief, as if not knowing the doctor was a form of ignorance.

"Is he really that skilled?" Wynter feigned astonishment as her gaze flicked toward Drexel.

Drexel obviously shouldn't be in the hospital at that time. Despite wearing a mask, he was still recognized right away. He had been keeping his distance from Wynter since entering the hospital, but he had no idea why she glanced at him.

Little did he know that Drexel had forgotten to mention Elisha Lappage earlier. After all, Elisha had been an average doctor with no exceptional skills until half a year ago.

Surprisingly, Elisha had grown remarkably skilled over the past year, achieving significant insights and breakthroughs in treating certain respiratory diseases. His reputation soared following his successful treatment of the two cancer patients.

In fact, most of the patients who visited Willowbrook Hospital had come specifically for his expertise. Though his transformation brought success to the hospital, Drexel failed to mention him.

Meanwhile, Martha Styward the woman chatting with Wynter couldn't stop singing Elisha's praises. "Not only is Dr. Lappage incredibly skilled, but he's also a kind man. Just look at the long line for his consultations that speaks for itself."

"If that's true, I should seek his treatment as well. Lately, I've had a cough and stuffy nose. I tried taking some cold medicine, but it didn't seem to help." Wynter played along with the woman's words.

Martha's eyes instantly lit up. "Why, I had the same symptoms! I visited various clinics and took different medicines, but nothing worked.

"But after consulting Dr. Lappage, I was all better! His medicine can be a bit pricey, but they're really effective. Just consult him every two weeks, and you'll be fine."

Hearing that, Wynter subtly frowned but kept her skepticism hidden. She flashed a smile and asked, "Does the health insurance cover the cost? You mentioned the medicines are expensive, but I'm only a student. I'm not sure if I can afford it."

Martha replied worriedly, "You're a student? I'm afraid you might not be able to afford it, then. The medicine costs around two thousand dollars for a two-week course. And it's a specialty pill, so it

red by health insurance.

"That said, you can't just remain sick like this, young lady. You should ask your parents for the money to get treated. Ms. Nina, who came with me, refused to purchase the pills because it was too expensive.

"She's been receiving treatment on and off, and now she's running a high fever. She was just admitted to the hospital. Not only has she suffered from her illness, but she also spent a fortune on ineffective treatments."

Martha made a valid point, but only under the premise that the illness was naturally occurring and not artificially induced. A temporary medicine with no guaranteed recovery was akin to ancient times' chronic detoxification practices.

While Wynter hoped that Elisha was an ethical doctor, she couldn't dismiss the situation easily under special circumstances. Moreover, it seemed odd that the specialty pills weren't classified as common medicine. Wynter doubted that Drexel was ignorant about it.

She flashed a smile at Martha. "Alright, I'll make an appointment with Dr. Lappage. By the way, is Ms. Nina in this hospital?"

"Oh, no. She claims that the treatments are too expensive, so she hardly comes here. She was admitted to another hospital nearby. It's funny, though. She actually thought of seeking spiritual guidance for her illness," Martha replied.

stunned. Everything seemed just a bit

hospital, and all of them happened to be in critical condition. In contrast, those who

Hospital showed

a moment before averting her gaze. She made an appointment at

Drexel and stated, "I'd like to hear more

you've kept

to meet her gaze. He knew that he would be held accountable for concealing information about the specialty pills, regardless of his intentions. After all, it

I shouldn't have allowed Dr.

Drexel continued, "It all happened so suddenly. A week ago, people started coughing for no

worked, but then they stopped having any effect. It wasn't until Dr. Lappage came

control."

public hospital, and our resources are limited. We only managed to advance so far thanks to Mr.

position, Ms. Quinnell, but the fact is, only Dr. Lappage's pills proved effective. It's the only reason the patients can

medicine. As fellow medics, I'm sure you understand that a

I recall correctly, he spent much of his youth abroad and later returned as an investor

doctors?"

affirmation,

about Dr. Lappage?"

answering, "If I remember correctly, he's

Tarvin's distant relative."

to the doctor, and you can handle your work in the meantime. I

it really is the cure you claim it is, everything will be resolved accordingly. But my gut tells me that it's not meant for the people, and I'm sure you know it, too,"

inside. In fact, he had doubts about Elisha's medication, but he couldn't

patients suffer.

more than just saving lives-it required maintaining rationality and a strong mindset. Leaving Drexel to his thoughts, Wynter returned to the queue. She discovered that Elisha could swiftly assess a patient's condition without the need for a full diagnosis. Hence, the queue progressed swiftly, and it

greeted her warmly, "What symptoms are you experiencing? A cough? Do

headache?"

normal cold, but I haven't recovered," Wynter

to be unwell.

he scribbled quickly on the paper before handing it to her. "You'll feel better immediately after taking the

Occasionally, the medical

the financial means to cover

integrity.

assess a patient's condition with a

same skill. She asked tentatively, "My coughing has gotten a bit worse, Dr. Lappage. Would you

you sat down. Unfortunately, I can't give you the specifics. Those seeking my consultation know the rules here. Rest assured, young

and asked, "How long should I take this? I'm still

effectiveness is contingent upon

the crowd behind her

young lady? I need to get my medicine!" "That's

Everyone's condition is different. How

how long it will

choice but to leave the

room.

talent with just a brief conversation. Now that she had deduced Elisha's true capabilities, it was time to investigate the highly praised

the shelves were mostly stocked with packets of specialty pills, with

barely glanced at

a packet of pills, consumed within two weeks.