Before Kyle Keaton could voice his thoughts, the mother and son had cheerfully reached an agreement.
"Alright then, I won’t prepare his share!" Susan Carter began bustling around in the kitchen again.
Clanks and clinks, yet everything was in order.
With his remaining rationality, Kyle Keaton draped a thick coat over July Quinn’s shoulders and then questioned:
"Aren’t you going to explain it to me?"
"No need! In your eyes, an explanation equals a cover-up, and a cover-up equals storytelling."
July Quinn said, suddenly stuffed his suit jacket into his hands, and pushed him out the door.
"I don’t want to tell you a story, so you might as well leave."
As the words fell, July Quinn slammed the door shut and even locked it.
Kyle Keaton wanted to knock on the door, wanted to call July Quinn out to reason with him.
But at this moment, images of being driven out by July Quinn flashed through his mind.
It was as if something was about to break free from its shackles, causing his head to throb painfully, unable to control himself and slid to the ground...
When July Quinn left home after breakfast, there was already no one outside the door.
Looking at the empty entrance, she felt a deep sense of loss.
"He’s gone. There are many people waiting at the clinic, aren’t there?"
Susan Carter routinely closed the door for July Quinn and began urging her.
The two were unaware of the scene unfolding at the Serenity Clinic’s gate as they set off.
A person covered entirely in a white sheet lay still.
While a man dressed in white and with a white cloth tied around his head was kneeling and crying loudly.
"It’s outrageous! My poor father was killed by irresponsible doctors. If you don’t have a medical license, don’t come out and harm people!"
"Dad, it’s my fault. If only I had a bit of money, I would’ve taken you to Apothecary Hale’s clinic instead of having you treated here at a free clinic, causing your demise."
Perhaps the commotion was quite noticeable; not only did patients who came to the Serenity Clinic run out to watch, but employees and customers from the neighboring Apothecary Hale clinic and surrounding shops also gathered, and discussions ensued.
"Did Serenity Clinic kill someone? Wasn’t it said before that Dr. Quinn was extraordinary? Almost every ailment could be cured, so why is there talk of killing someone now?" The most update n0vels are published on ⓝovelFire.net
"That’s just hearsay. How can you believe without experiencing it firsthand? I figure there’s definitely a problem with Serenity Clinic. Otherwise, why offer free treatment? It’s certainly just to hype, but they didn’t expect to kill someone."
"I’ll go cancel my appointment today. Although being plagued by illness is painful, it’s better than being treated and dying for unclear reasons."
"My chronic leg pain was cured here. I was initially going to recommend my old friend to come for treatment, but now I don’t dare. If anything happens to her, her children would break my leg."
Of course, some people still firmly believed in July Quinn’s medical skills.
"Divine Doctor Quinn couldn’t possibly kill someone. Someone must be framing her."
"Exactly! Divine Doctor Quinn cured my headaches that had troubled me for years and made my body stronger than a young person’s. I don’t believe she would kill someone."
Amidst the differing opinions, media personnel began to get involved.
A media outlet with a livestream account started broadcasting live, using various impassioned words to report on the incident.
"To all friends watching the livestream on their phones, we’re now located outside the Serenity Clinic. You can see countless people watching at the clinic’s entrance, and our deceased and his family are kneeling at the door, hoping Divine Doctor Quinn of the Serenity Clinic will provide an explanation..."