Chapter 87

The more Samuel listened, the darker his expression became. He coldly said, "If it's all up to fate, then what the hell do we need you for?" Sebastian, caught off guard, was momentarily speechless. Then, he snapped, "That 5% chance? I made that happen during surgery. If I hadn't stepped in, he'd already be a damn corpse!" "That still doesn't change the fact you couldn't fix him. I guess that makes you a second-rate doctor." Sebastian bit his tongue. What kind of past-life karma had he racked up to end up with such a mean best friend? … Soon, they pulled up to Holdlast Hospital, the top private medical center in Seaville. Thanks to Sebastian's arrangements, Owen was moved into a premium ward with two full-time caregivers watching over him around the clock. Kylie got the admission paperwork done in no time and was about to head to the ward when Samuel stopped her. "You mentioned Grandpa's treatment needed a new herb—the Purple Frost Root, right?" His voice was polite on the sur