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.

was momentarily stunned. Everything seemed just a bit

of them happened to be in critical condition. In contrast, those who received

showed immediate

She made an appointment at the reception counter,

seeing Martha off, she approached Drexel and stated, "I'd

the pills you've kept hidden from the

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

I shouldn't have allowed Dr. Lappage to use

happened so suddenly. A week ago, people started coughing for no clear reason, and

first, the usual treatment worked, but then they stopped having any effect. It wasn't until Dr. Lappage came up with this prescription that the disease

control."

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

from my position, Ms. Quinnell, but the fact is, only Dr. Lappage's pills

decide once I analyze the medicine. As fellow medics, I'm sure you understand

the way, you mentioned Mr. Tarvin. If I recall correctly, he spent much of his youth abroad and later

doctors?"

a nod of affirmation, Wynter seemed

about Dr. Lappage?"

pondered for a moment before answering, "If

Tarvin's distant relative."

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

everything will be resolved accordingly. But my gut

at the uneasiness he felt deep inside. In fact, he had doubts about Elisha's medication, but he

patients suffer.

saving lives-it required maintaining rationality and a strong mindset. Leaving Drexel to his thoughts, Wynter returned to

warmly, "What symptoms are you experiencing? A

headache?"

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

to be unwell.

he scribbled quickly on the paper before handing

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

one could afford to fall ill without the financial means to cover the costs. The other hospital's strict adherence

integrity.

be able to assess a patient's condition

Elisha shared the same skill. She asked tentatively, "My coughing has gotten a

"I already know your condition the moment you sat down. Unfortunately, I can't give you the specifics. Those seeking my consultation know the rules here. Rest assured, young lady.

pondered for a moment and asked, "How long should I take this? I'm still

to explain." The pills' effectiveness is contingent upon the patient's physique. Please step aside, miss. The doctor needs to see the

the

my medicine!" "That's right. We're all waiting, so don't waste our

Dr. Lappage said. Everyone's condition is different. How is

it will

but to

room.

a fellow medic, she could gauge one's medical talent with just a brief conversation. Now that she had deduced Elisha's true capabilities, it was time to investigate

mostly stocked with packets of specialty pills,

collect the medicine, the nurse barely glanced at the prescription as she grabbed a

two thousand dollars for a packet of pills,