My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence

Chapter 161: Thirteen Hall Has Killed Someone

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Clarence woke up, someone happened to be wiping his face.

The woman smiled and tucked her long black hair back when she saw Clarence waking up. “You’re awake.”

“Cecilia, why am I here?” Clarence reached out and smacked himself on the head.

The ceiling was above him, and he was lying in a hospital bed.

There were flowers and fruits on the table beside him.

The room was clean. It was probably a premium ward in the hospital.

“Julian sent the flowers. He came to visit you. He went home after making sure you were alright,” Cecilia explained flatly.

“Jeremy came over too. He brought his sister to see you.

“Johnson also came and paid for your hospital bills.

“Gunther stayed in Thirteen Hall to help Master Williams. So many people are concerned about you after your fainting.”

Then, Cecilia paused. “And...”

“What’s the matter?” Clarence looked at Cecilia in confusion.

Cecilia shook her head. “I shouldn’t keep this from you,” she said. “Your ex-wife came too. She brought you the fruit basket.”

She pointed to the basket of fruits beside him.

Clarence smiled a noncommittal smile. “Got it.”

“Are you happy?”

Cecilia looked at Clarence somewhat angrily. “I’ve been here taking care of you for two days and two nights.

“Yet look at how happy you got when you heard that your ex-wife only came to visit you once and just gave you a basket of fruits.

“How ungrateful!”

Feeling a little embarrassed, Clarence touched his head.

“Ahem, Cecilia, that’s not what I meant. I’m very grateful to you,” Clarence spoke earnestly.

“Haha...”

Cecilia chuckled and tapped Clarence on the forehead. “I’m just kidding.

“I do believe you’re grateful. I looked after you when you fainted. I comforted you when you got divorced, and I helped you run Thirteen Hall.

“There’s no way you still think about your ex-wife.

“I can’t be wrong about people!

“I’m going to pursue you slowly, and you’ll fall for me sooner or later.”

As she spoke, Cecilia spread out her delicate fingers before confidently curling them into a fist, indicating she had Clarence in the palm of her hand.

“Uh...”

Clarence’s head hurt a little, and he quickly changed the subject. “By the way, what happened to the girl I saved?”

Cecilia handed Clarence the fruit she peeled. “Nothing serious. She just had a shock.

“Don’t do such a dangerous thing again next time. Wouldn’t I be widowed if you die?”

Clarence’s head hurt. He admitted Cecilia treated him better than Miranda did.

Besides, with her looks and figure, Cecilia was definitely a good woman.

However, he felt a little strange.

He immediately continued the topic. “Cecilia, I’d better discharge. I’ve been in a coma for two days. Master Williams can’t handle Thirteen Hall alone.”

Cecilia muttered, “It’s even more than that.

“It’s a mess.”

“What happened?” Clarence looked at Cecilia in doubt.

Cecilia frowned. “I don’t know why, but we’ve had a dozen times more patients at Thirteen Hall these past two days.

“Master Williams has had a lot on his plate. There have been seven or eight medical incidents in Thirteen Hall in just two days.

“There were about a dozen other times we had trouble with thugs. If it weren’t for Julian, Thirteen Hall would’ve gone down long ago.”

Clarence’s eyes narrowed, and the look in them deepened a little.

Something had to be wrong when things seemed unusual.

‘Has someone started going after Thirteen Hall?

‘Is it the people from the consortium behind Emmett?

‘Or is Selina behind this?’

Clarence got up and jumped off the bed. “Let’s go, Cecilia. Let’s get me discharged.”

An hour later, Clarence arrived at Thirteen Hall. Sure enough, Thirteen Hall was full of people, and there were even two long queues on the road outside.

Clarence glanced at them and realized that most of them only had a common cold; some were not even sick.

Why were they queuing up for medical treatment when they were not sick?

Were they not looking for trouble?

Clarence was just about to enter Thirteen Hall when he heard a cry from inside. “They killed someone! They killed someone!”

“What happened?”

“Someone’s dead?”

“What’s going on?”

“What else could it be? Thirteen Hall has killed someone!”

The people outside rushed over and headed into Thirteen Hall. They took pictures with their phones, posted to Facebook, and tweeted about it.

A woman sat down on the ground, crying and shouting. “Dear! Dear, why did you have to leave so soon?

“You only had a common cold. You would have been fine if you had just gone to the hospital for an injection.

“But you just had to come to Thirteen Hall, and the quack here killed you.

“How am I going to live on my own?”

The woman bawled her eyes out as she shook the body of the man lying on the ground.

Master Williams’s face was pale as he explained feebly. “I... It’s really got nothing to do with me. I had just started consulting him.

“How could he die before treatment even began?

“Did your husband have any other diseases?” Master Williams asked quickly.

The woman’s eyes were red. “My husband was in good health. He could have sex with me five times a week.

“He worked out every day and had a physical examination every year. How could he possibly have some disease?

“It has to be you. You killed my husband!”

The woman insisted that it was Master Williams who had killed him.

Master Williams did not know what to do. The man on the ground was dead. He was not breathing, and his heart had stopped beating.

Master Williams stumbled and slumped sadly into his chair. “I’ve saved lives all my life. Am I going to ruin my reputation today?”

“What happened?”

Just then, a voice rang out, and Clarence and Cecilia finally made their way through the crowd into Thirteen Hall.

Master Williams looked like he had seen his guardian angel when he saw Clarence. “Master Howard!”

“What’s going on?” Clarence asked with a frown.

Master Williams paled. “I killed someone.”

Clarence frowned deeply. “Are you sure you killed him?”

Master Williams froze.

The woman on the floor yelled at Clarence. “Who else could have killed him, if not Thirteen Hall?

“My husband was in good health and could have sex with me four or five times a week.

“He worked out and had never experienced any serious illnesses. I take him to the hospital for an examination every year. Look.”

The woman held up the physical examination report in her hand as if it was evidence. “These are my husband’s physical examination reports for the last few years. There was nothing wrong with him.

“He had been having a cold these past few days, so he came to Thirteen Hall for treatment. This old man prescribed my husband some medicine yesterday.

“We came back for a follow-up examination today. Within three minutes, my husband was dead.

“Aren’t you the ones who killed him?” The woman’s hands gesticulated wildly as if she was insane.

Clarence looked at the physical examination reports in the woman’s hand and smiled. “Interesting.

“Why did you bring so many years’ worth of physical examination reports if you’re only consulting for a minor cold?”

Clarence’s voice deepened, and he asked meaningfully, “Did you know your husband was going to die?”

The woman’s expression changed, and her tone became a little urgent. “What.... What are you talking about?”

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