Jacob took a deep breath and walked closer to the bed.
The audience’s attention was focused on him, and they were curious to see how Jacob would handle a patient with such a serious illness. They already knew that even the most well-lmown doctors in Central City could not cure this patient. No one believed Jacob could cure this illness.
Jacob simply walked around the patient, making funny expressions in one second and standing still and watching the next. He had not even started before fifteen minutes had passed.
Socrates was getting annoyed. “Oi, do you actually know how to treat him? If you don’t, just say it. Stop playing pretend here!”
“What are you so anxious for? It’s a doctor’s job to observe and ask questions. Am I not allowed to even observe the patient before treating them?” Jacob said coldly.
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