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Chapter 15: Spread the Message and Blacklist the Gibson Family
Gavin, feeling skeptical but intrigued by the ongoing treatments, decided to give it a try. He never expected much from it. But when he felt the improvement, and realized that Wynter hadn’t charged him a penny, he felt his gratitude swell—almost to the point of wanting to kneel before her.
Wynter, sensing his emotions, stopped him. “Mr. Colt, your condition isn’t severe. It’s just a routine bone alignment. This is something any traditional medicine practitioner could treat.”
“Routine bone alignment?” Gavin was confused. “But Dr. Gibson said I needed surgery. And that would cost a million.”
A million? The people surrounding them couldn’t believe their ears. The sheer size of the figure was staggering, especially to ordinary folk who struggled to make ends meet.
“What is Dr. Gibson doing? Exploiting people?” Susan was the first to speak out, her voice rising in frustration. She had always been someone who cared deeply for the community’s welfare.
The murmurs of discontent spread quickly. “Domie, you need to handle this properly!” several others chimed in, their eyes turning to Dom for an explanation.
Dom wiped the sweat from his brow. “I—I’ll try my best.” His voice was full of uncertainty. After all, he wasn’t from a medical background.
“A million for what kind of surgery?” someone asked.
“There’s definitely corruption involved!” another person added, their voice thick with suspicion.
Gavin, who had once thought highly of Dr. Gibson, now looked even more bewildered. “Corruption? But isn’t Dr. Gibson the best doctor in Southdale? People from our county have to wait for days just to get an appointment with her. My son waited three days just to get me one. I’ve seen crowds of people outside her hospital. Would such a doctor really deceive me?”
Dom sighed deeply. “You’re not wrong. The Gibson family is one of the top four medical families in Southdale. Their reputation is unparalleled. Especially in the last six months, they’ve performed miracles, curing many terminally ill patients.”
“That’s what I thought,” Gavin said, a foolish smile creeping onto his face. “The Gibson family wouldn’t deceive me.”
Susan, however, was seething. “They’re bullying honest folks!”
Wynter, who had been listening quietly, finally raised her gaze to Susan. “Don’t get angry,” she said softly.
Susan turned away in frustration. “I’m just annoyed. You see, this…”
Wynter’s voice remained calm and unwavering as she looked around at the group. “Forgetting one’s roots will inevitably lead to retribution.”
Her words were measured, yet sharp. There was no hint of emotion in her expression, no sign of the anger that seemed to ripple through the room. Only those who truly knew Wynter understood the gravity of what she had said. The quieter she became, the more dangerous she was.
The truth was, Gavin’s condition was simple. His symptoms were typical for someone of his age—bone discomfort and stiffness that could be treated easily by any competent doctor. The fact that the Gibson family had recommended such an extreme measure as surgery was nothing short of exploitation.
Wynter’s eyes narrowed. This wasn’t just negligence; it was blatant medical corruption. It was a strategy to prey on vulnerable people, convincing them to undergo unnecessary treatments and medications in exchange for massive fees.
Wynter’s lips curled into a slight, cold smile. Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone, her fingers moving quickly.
The medical world, hidden deep within the shadowy recesses of the dark web, had a secret network known only to a few—the elites of the medical community. She logged into this clandestine space, her fingers dancing over the screen.
Within moments, a post appeared, written in her signature style:
“Starting today, the Heavenly Medical Guild will no longer provide any medical assistance to the Gibson family, including, but not limited to, medical books, secret formulas, and Zenith herbs. The dark web hereby blacklists the Gibson family. Any inquiries from them will be permanently denied. Those who violate this will be permanently ousted from the Heavenly Medical Guild.”
The message, sent from her “Dr. Miracle” account, was swift, calculated, and devastating.
The response from the dark web was immediate.
Heavenly Medical Guild Bear: “Noted.”
Heavenly Medical Guild Jaguar: “I’ll send out the notification immediately.”
The usual calm and polite demeanor of “Dr. Miracle” was notably absent. This action was different. It was a direct, calculated strike, one that would shake the medical community to its core.
The entire dark web buzzed with excitement and confusion. “Dr. Miracle” was known for its discretion and professionalism, so what had caused the sudden fury to expel the Gibson family from the prestigious network? What had they done to deserve such severe treatment?
The question that lingered in the air: Could the Gibson family still survive in the medical field after this?
The ripple effects of Wynter’s actions were already beginning to spread. The Gibson family’s reputation was about to be dragged through the mud. And while they would try to recover, the damage had been done.
