The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 267 You're a Swindler

As the medicine was injected into his vein, Liam's body jerked, and then he started to foam at the mouth, resembling someone who had been poisoned. Before anyone could react, his breathing halted abruptly.

Was he dead?

Had Liam died?

Gabriel was flabbergasted. "How could he be dead?" he wondered, puzzled. After all, administering adrenaline was standard practice for such a patient, the appropriate response without a doubt. The injection was supposed to revive Liam almost instantly. Instead of waking up, however, he appeared lifeless.

"Dad! Dad, wake up!" Abigail called out, shaking Liam's body, trying to rouse him. But no matter how much she shook him, there was no response from her father.

Gabriel organized his thoughts and then reluctantly stepped forward to broach the subject. "Abigail, I'm sorry! I did everything I could, but we were too late. There was nothing more we could do to save your father," he said, his demeanor regretful. Suddenly remembering Daniel’s earlier warning, Gabriel spun around and pointed accusingly at him.

"Abigail, if you want someone to blame, blame him! This charlatan argued with me and delayed the emergency response. Moreover, he cursed Liam, claiming the adrenaline shot would kill him. So, Liam's misfortune is not due to a failure in my medical abilities or treatment approach, but because of this swindler! He is the one who killed Liam!"

Gabriel's baseless accusation stunned Daniel.

Stepping forward, Daniel responded calmly with a smile. "Gabriel, this is our first encounter. How can you make such accusations against me? Do you really think this is my fault?"

stating the facts. Liam's death is

saying Liam is

dead! His pulse is gone, there's no heartbeat, he's obviously

"He's not dead."

by her father's side. She stopped crying, her large eyes wide with anticipation as she asked

your dad might be dead, he's indeed alive. However, only

still alive is nonsense. Besides, you're nothing more than a barefoot doctor,

267 You're

to foam at the mouth, resembling someone who

Was he dead?

Had Liam died?

was flabbergasted. "How could he be dead?" he wondered, puzzled. After all, administering adrenaline was standard practice for such a patient, the appropriate response without a doubt. The injection was

Abigail called out, shaking Liam's body, trying to rouse him. But no matter how much

we were too late. There was nothing more we could do to save your

shot would kill him. So, Liam's misfortune is not due to a failure in my medical abilities or treatment approach, but because

baseless accusation stunned