I Am the Ruler of All

Yvonne blinked her bright eyes. "Mister, you can fight, you're a gang boss, and you're a doctor. Hey, are you a god or
something?"
"Um..." Kingsley scratched his head and changed the topic. "I think we should see your father now."
"Okay, mister!" Yvonne would go with whatever Kingsley said.
They came into the house once more, and Kingsley went to Yvonne's father's room. There was only a bed-stove and two chairs
in it. A man in his fifties was lying on the bed, and he was nothing more than skin and bones. This man was Joshua Johnson,
Leroy's father. Joshua noticed Kingsley coming in, and he pushed himself up, leaning against the wall behind his bed. It was a
simple movement, but he was already wheezing.
"Dad, this is Leroy's colleague. He's..." Yvonne just realized that she did not know Kingsley's name.
"Kingsley. Kingsley Nicholson," Kingsley introduced himself. "I'm Leroy's colleague, and I'm here to give you guys some gifts
from the company."
Joshua was shivering with excitement. "Oh, thank you very much. It's already really kind of you guys to give Leroy a job, and
now you're giving gifts? That's really generous of you." He kept thanking Kingsley, and eventually, he asked, "What happened,
Leoric? Did you chase those villains away?"
"It wasn't me." Leoric waved his hands. "Mr. Nicholson did it."
Yvonne gushed, "Yeah! Mister pinned that bad guy down with just one hand!"
"Oh my gosh. Thank you, really!" He kept bowing at Kingsley. "You saved us all."
"That's not all he can do, Dad. Mister is a doctor too. He says he can heal you! You have a chance of standing back up again!"
"W-What?" Joshua's eyes shone with hope. A few years ago, he fell down from a high place at work and hurt his spine. The

doctor told him that he would only have to undergo five or six operations if he worked with them, but there was only an
infinitesimal chance for him to stand back up again. The operation itself cost an astronomical sum.
He did not sleep for two days, and in the end, he gave up on the operation. He could not ruin his family just for an infinitesimal
chance to stand back up. His wife eventually left him because she could not bear the weight of the family, and he lost all hope
ever since. When Yvonne said Kingsley could heal him, he was in disbelief. It has been more than a decade. Can I really stand
back up again? "I-Is it true, Mr. Nicholson? Can you heal me?" Tears welled up in his eyes. He was worried that this was just
another false hope.
Kingsley sat on the edge of the bed. "Let me take your pulse."
"Of course." Joshua extended his gnarled arm to Kingsley.
A moment later, Kingsley pulled his hand back. "I can heal you, but you'll have to regain your strength before I can do anything."
"What should we do? Feed him supplements?" Yvonne asked.
"That won't be enough." Kingsley shook his head. "Your father has been bedridden for years, and his motor functions are rusty.
He needs to get a full-body check at the hospital. Once he gets rid of the complication, I can treat his spine. The ancient healing
method would be too powerful for him otherwise." He told Leoric, "Can you take Mr. Johnson to Hill Crest tomorrow?"
"Sure," Leoric said. "It's my job."
Joshua was in tears. He muttered, "I-It that really okay? Won't the check up cost a lot? Leroy's working hard for his future. Am I
really worth his time and money?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Johnson," Kingsley assured him. "Our company pays for all their employees' families' medical bills. Money is
not a problem."
Joshua sobbed, and he bowed at Kingsley. "Thank you, really! Thank you!"
Leoric and Yvonne were confused, however. I don't remember any company having that policy.