The Pinnacle of Life

Chapter 809

Winston Zeller was the head doctor in Michigan Premier Hospital and was also an honorary professor at
Michigan Medical University. In all of his forty years of being a doctor, he had seen all sorts of patients, but he had never seen one as strange
as the patient in front of him now. He watched as the man gulped down mouthfuls of soil that Abel had dug
from downstairs. The young man ate the soil with gusto as though it was a luxury meal. “Does he have a mental disorder?”
“Or does he have pica?”
Abel’s face twisted ugly, and he looked at Winston and asked, “What do you think of my son’s condition?” Winston shook his head apologetically and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen a case like this. How long has
this condition been going on?” Abel explained the entire matter, but of course, leaving out information related to everyone’s identity. In order
to conceal that they were Missouri’s Coleman family, he and Jerome had worn masks to hide their faces. As
for Tristan, he was covered with filth all over his face and hair.
He was filthy, and he smelled terrible. With
him in this state, probably even his mother wouldn’t have recognized him. By the time Abel was done with his explanation, Tristan had finished eating the soil. When he was aware
again, he immediately started to vomit. Winston took note that when Tristan was awake and aware of himself, he had a deep hatred for the fact that he

had eaten mud and was greatly suffering from it.
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, “The situation of this patient is very rare, everyone. I suggest doing a CT scan of his brain to see if we can find anything.” The one thing the Colemans did not lack was money. Hundreds of thousands of dollars were forked out, and
the hospital staff immediately placed them on priority and took special care of them. Not even twenty minutes later, the results were out. There was nothing wrong with his brain, and he was in
good physical condition too… Since Tristan was an Earth Expert level warrior, his physical fitness was much
better than an average person.
There was only one problem, and that was that his stomach was filled with mud
and it needed to be flushed out. No one would have imagined that halfway through the gastric lavage…
Ding!
An hour had reached. Tristan started howling loudly, thrashing, and pushing the doctors and nurses away violently. He crashed
through the glass window, jumping down from the third floor, and coincidentally landed right in a flowerbed. The people who were walking around the area were shocked, thinking that someone had fallen from the
building. Then, they saw a young man, his back arched as he kneeled forward in the soil, feasting on it like a
wild beast.
Everyone was stunned. Roar! “Whoever it was that had the audacity to harm my son, I want his body torn to pieces!”
Boom!
Abel slammed his fist through the wall beside him, blasting a hole through it. The entire hospital was rocked
from the impact. ***
Elsewhere, Alex had rushed back to California. However, he had also received a call from Xyla, her voice gentle and kind as usual, with a soft accent as she
spoke, “Alex, I really have fallen for you, you know? Did you know that my third brother scolded me?
You’ve dug a real deep pit for me, saying that Zendaya stole your things, and I really believed you. In the end,
it was you who had stolen her heart, as well as her body. Tell me, aren’t you a big liar?”
It was obviously a question, but coming from Xyla, it sounded more like she was coquettish with him. “Aunt, you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t steal her body,” Alex replied. “I’m not blind, and I saw everything.” Recalling the scene and thinking about how she had thought she would
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