Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 87 Do you have something to say?

Upon hearing this, both Dale and his disciple’s faces turned sour.

Deep within Dale's eyes, a hint of resentment surged.

Dale was renowned for his medical skills and respected wherever he went. When had he ever been mocked like this?

But in order to save his life, he still begged with tears and snot, "Great deity, I was wrong! I underestimated you. You are a big man with great magnanimity. Please help me! After all, if I am infected with the zombie virus and turn into a zombie that bites others, won't it harm others as well? Please save me!"

Lachlan chuckled, "Heheheh... you're so scared. Your bite wound is nothing serious; no need for treatment. Liam has not fully turned into a zombie yet; the virus hasn't spread to his teeth yet. If you're still worried though, just take a bath in some glutinous rice soup.”

Upon hearing this, Dale knelt on the ground in shock.

"Really... really? You're not one of those who see death but don't save?”

"Really! Like you said earlier - even if I didn't help you out here today - do you think I'd want you to go around biting people?” Lachlan sneered.

"Hmph!" Dale's eyes flickered several times before coldly snorting and standing up.

"You should have told us earlier!" His young disciple glared at Lachlan angrily before cursing under his breath. "Let's go!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Dale strode out of the villa without looking back. The few people present exchanged confused glances.

"Who would have thought that the renowned Dr. Hall would have such poor character?” Morgan shook her head in disbelief.

As soon as Dale left, his face turned red and then black, his expression darkening. He felt like he had lost face today!

Not only did he fail to cure Liam's illness, but he was also humiliated by Lachlan and forced to kneel before him. It was a shameful experience!

"That damn brat deliberately made me look bad! I'll make sure to get revenge for this humiliation!" Dale gritted his teeth in anger.

He didn't reflect on himself at all; instead, he blamed Lachlan entirely for what happened.

"That's right! That little punk intentionally embarrassed you!" His young disciple added fuel to the fire.

Meanwhile, Lachlan and Vincent lingered at the Barker's residence for a while longer.

Vincent caught up with Morgan and they reminisced about old times. During the conversation, Mr. and Mrs. Barker expressed their gratitude to Lachlan, and they exchanged contact information. After leaving the Barker family's home, Vincent's face turned angry. "Who could be so malicious as to harm Liam in such a way?"

Morgan was Vincent's closest friend, while Liam was like a nephew to him. Seeing someone almost kill him naturally made him furious.

"This matter is far from over," Lachlan said with a serious expression. "If that person wants to harm Liam and finds out that he is safe, she or he will surely come back.”

Vincent looked frightened and worried. "What should we do then?"

Lachlan shrugged helplessly. "We'll have to take it one step at a time. Keep in touch with Mr. Barker's family more often so that if anything unusual happens, you can contact me."

Vincent nodded before taking out an exquisitely crafted invitation card with gold edges and handing it over to Lachlan.

"What is this for?" Lachlan asked curiously.

"Oh," Vincent replied nonchalantly, "I'm hosting a business exchange event in Edoland soon and if you're interested, you can bring your wife along too." He continued on saying how Miranda had an unquestionable talent in the business world; making new connections would be beneficial for future development.

Lachlan thought about it before accepting the invitation card from Vincent's hand without any hesitation or reluctance towards attending this event hosted by him - after all who knew what opportunities may arise?

To be honest, Miranda now managed the family business and most of her business partners were built through connections with the Lowe family. However, these relationships were not reliable, just like what happened with Sonny before. Miranda didn't have many personal connections herself. Thinking about the way Victoria did things, Lachlan thought it would be good for Miranda to take advantage of this opportunity to expand her network.

That night, Lachlan first took Nora home and then drove to pick up the beautiful CEO from Lowe's Pharmaceutical. When he arrived on the top floor, he ran into Shelly.

"Mr. Willis, are you here to pick up Ms. Lowe?" Shelly asked.

"Yeah," nodded Lachlan.

Shelly pointed in the direction of the conference room and said, "She's in a meeting.”

Then she changed her tone and said, "Ms. Lowe and many members of her family are also here..." Lachlan made a sound of agreement but couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He felt that something was off!

At that moment, the door to the conference room opened.

Miranda walked out first, her face looking very upset and her beautiful eyes slightly red.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Lachlan asked as he approached her.

Seeing him, Miranda felt like all the pressure and frustration she had experienced in the meeting room was finally released. Her eyes became even more teary.

"The company's account has been frozen. We can't access the 130 million deposit we just received. Because of increased production, we owe a lot of money to suppliers including Mr. Elliott,” she said with a hint of resentment in her voice and choking back tears. "If we don't unfreeze our account within a week and pay off our debts on time, we may face lawsuits.”

"It's Isa again,” Lachlan frowned upon hearing this news. The guy just wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted - Miranda!

"Miranda, if you have any conscience left at all, please don't let me and other relatives suffer because of this," cried Victoria from behind them with all her might.

Everyone who came out from inside the conference room also looked at Miranda with concern on their faces.

Miranda was surrounded by piercing gazes that felt like sharp swords, carrying a sense of urgency. "Ha, the mighty Lowe family can't even handle Isa? You're just going to burden a weak woman with the fate of your entire clan?" Lachlan spoke up, defending his wife. "If you have the guts, why don't you fight Isa yourselves? Why should my wife be sacrificed?"

According to their agreement, if Miranda could increase company profits tenfold, then the family should protect her and help her refuse Isa's pressure. But now they were going back on their word and pushing all the pressure onto Miranda instead.

"Victoria, aren't you ashamed?” Lachlan continued to question them loudly and passionately for Miranda's sake.

As his words trailed off, tears welled up in Miranda's eyes as she looked at this man who was willing to speak up for her in such a way. She felt deeply moved by his actions.

Meanwhile Victoria and other members of the Lowe family had faces that shifted between anger and uncertainty. "You bastard! This is our business! What right do you have to speak here as just a puppet son-in-law?" Victoria fumed as she slammed her cane onto the ground in frustration.