Chapter 290

As Wilson stepped into the dungeon, he overheard Gideon's hushed complaints. "This is too much, just too much. Wilson is a tyrant. Just like the Miracle Healer, I'm also a miracle worker. And now, look at me, stuck in this godforsaken dungeon—" Gideon's rant was abruptly cut short when he noticed the tall, imposing figure of Wilson at the doorway. His tongue almost twisted in fear. "M-Mr. Quinn…" Wilson didn't even glance his way, but the air of authority he exuded was suffocating. "How's the medicine coming along?" Gideon's face fell instantly. This was just too much! He, Gideon Bingley, a highly respected figure in the medical world, was now reduced to creating a medicine for menstrual cramps. "I'm still working on it," Gideon muttered weakly, then added, "Mr. Quinn, why don't you capture the Miracle Healer instead? Their skills far surpass mine and would surely produce the best medicine for menstrual pain." To his surprise, the formidable man before him meekly uttered three