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.

seemed just a

hospital, and all of them happened to

showed

a moment before averting her gaze. She made an appointment

Martha off, she approached Drexel and stated, "I'd like to hear more

pills you've kept hidden

He knew that he would be held accountable for concealing information about the specialty pills, regardless of

have

continued, "It all happened so suddenly. A week ago, people started coughing for no clear reason, and their respiratory systems quickly became

any effect. It wasn't until Dr. Lappage came up with this prescription that the disease

control."

public hospital, and our resources are limited.

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

the medicine. As fellow medics, I'm sure you understand that a drug with short-lived efficacy and addictive

I recall correctly, he spent much of his youth abroad and later returned as an investor for Cascadia. Is he affiliated with

doctors?"

gave a nod of affirmation,

about Dr. Lappage?"

pondered for a moment before answering, "If I remember

Tarvin's distant relative."

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

accordingly. But my gut tells me that it's not meant for the people, and

deep inside. In fact, he had doubts about Elisha's medication, but he

patients suffer.

cut out to be a doctor, as the profession demanded more than just saving lives-it required maintaining rationality and a strong mindset. Leaving Drexel to his thoughts, Wynter returned to the queue.

"What symptoms are you experiencing? A cough?

headache?"

thought it was just a normal cold, but I haven't recovered,"

to be unwell.

curved into a smile beneath the mask. Without glancing at Wynter, he scribbled quickly on the paper before handing it to her. "You'll feel better immediately after taking the pills

procedure for collecting medicine. Occasionally, the medical examinations could be so time-consuming that patients expressed frustration over spending thousands on minor

times, no one could afford to fall ill without the financial means to cover the costs. The other hospital's

integrity.

assess a patient's condition with a mere

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

glance at her and said, "I already know your condition the moment you sat down. Unfortunately, I can't give you the

"How long should I take this? I'm still a student,

effectiveness is contingent upon the patient's physique. Please step aside,

respond, the crowd

done yet, young lady? I need to get my medicine!" "That's right. We're all waiting, so don't waste

said. Everyone's condition is different.

will take

no choice but

room.

medical talent with just a brief conversation. Now that she had deduced Elisha's true capabilities, it was time

the pharmacy next door, Wynter noticed that the shelves were mostly stocked with

glanced at the prescription as

for a packet of pills, consumed