Coming to His Door

Sean had already decided to expand the clinic. He would definitely need professionals, and at the very least, they needed medical qualifications.

A snake charmer wanted to be a nurse? Was she looking down on Sean White?

"I just need someone to keep watch. Keep an eye on Kingpin's dealings for me. Whether it's weapons or drugs, even if he wants to sell his old underwear, watch him closely!"

Python Queen was startled by Sean's words. What was Doctor White planning to do to Kingpin? Become enemies with that behemoth?

She was just a small-time villain. This was not a game she could afford to join.

She desperately wanted to say, I won't do it!

But she lacked the courage to say it aloud.

Between Kingpin and Sean, she feared Sean more.

She nodded timidly. It was completely at odds with her usual temperament, and the contrast inexplicably stirred a desire to conquer her.

Hiss... Was this woman trying to seduce Doctor White?

"Notify me the moment you hear anything."

"...Okay."

"And... I hope there'll be good news tonight."

"...Okay."

Watching Sean's car drive away, Python Queen felt like crying. Owing Doctor White a debt was truly no easy matter. She had thought it was only a question of interest, but now... it felt as though even her life was in danger.

She was a villain who robbed people everywhere, wanted across more than a dozen states. How had she ended up like this?

Time to get to work.

Python Queen resigned herself to it. All she could do now was cling tightly to Sean's thigh and hope he would not make her do anything like charging into battle.

When Sean returned to the clinic, Linda and Ava had not yet come back.

Poaching a doctor was not so easy, so Sean was not in a hurry.

As for what Python Queen would do, he did not care.

If a woman who had spent so many years in the underworld could not even gather a little information, keeping her around would be a waste. He might as well let the ledger forcibly carry out the contract.

The clinic closure had truly enraged him. This clinic was Sean White's foundation.

Without it, how could he collect all those strange illnesses? Without those bizarre diseases, where would he get his combat power?

Besides, copying X abilities required quite a bit of source essence, and that source essence came from the profits earned from treating patients time and again.

They wanted to cut off his roots?

Sean planned to smash the outstretched claws first!

He could not even be bothered to figure out who was behind it anymore. His sights were set on Kingpin anyway. Who told that man to carry himself with such grand airs?

After taking several scalpels from the clinic, Sean and Yuriko left again. He needed some special clothes.

He could not exactly wear a white coat while wrecking someone's place, could he?

Yuriko also needed something more practical.

In the United States, there was one type of clothing that was easy to buy and quite suitable for fighting: biker gear.

Whether leather, denim, or coated fabric, these clothes all had one defining feature: they were neat and practical.

Yuriko changed into a tight black leather outfit, looking extremely sexy.

She seemed rather fond of this kind of clothing too. She even checked herself in the mirror several times.

She looked much more lively.

As for Sean himself?

He picked out a leather suit... What atrocious taste.

But Sean thought it looked cool. It would be even better with a leather trench coat.

Honestly... Mayday wearing this was truly ridiculous.

Wasn't he hot?

Sure enough, the moment they stepped out of the store, Sean took off the leather suit. He was drenched in sweat.

If taking off his pants had not been inconvenient, he would have stripped those off too.

"Aren't you hot?"

Sean looked at Yuriko. They were both the same species, so why did he feel scorching hot while Yuriko seemed completely unaffected?

"Not hot."

"..."

Sean was a little envious of Yuriko's physique. She was not afraid of heat.

Did that mean... she was not afraid of the cold either?

That kind of constitution was cheating.

In the end, Sean decided to show off his true colors as a doctor and put on a white coat.

How dashing—a white robe fluttering, a blade coming from the west.

Now all he had to do was wait for Python Queen's news.

Tsk. Come to think of it, he looked pretty handsome holding two scalpels.

Just as he got back into the car, Linda called.

"Doctor White, what kind of salary should we offer?"

"You decide."

"You should decide. There's an orthopedic doctor willing to come to our clinic. He doesn't care about performance bonuses, but he wants an annual salary of six hundred thousand dollars."

Linda felt bitter. Six hundred thousand! Why had she not gritted her teeth and studied medicine back then?

"How much did you say?"

"Six hundred thousand..."

"In his dreams!"

"Okay..."

Sean was furious. An annual salary of six hundred thousand? Did the man think he had come out of Mayo Clinic?

Orthopedics did make more money, but not enough to earn five or six hundred thousand.

"Find any doctor you want. As long as they have a license, even a neurologist is fine! The salary can be a little higher, but it should not exceed normal income by more than fifty percent! We're not suckers!"

Linda pursed her lips on the other end of the line. Good thing she had called to ask. If she had agreed, Doctor White might have steamed her alive when she got back!

Steaming was the way to cook someone, right?

Linda shuddered before finally stopping herself from imagining Doctor White eating her.

But what had Doctor White said just now? Neurology?

Hmm... she actually knew two neurologists!

They were at Metropolitan Hospital, where she had once worked!

Linda was doing her best to recruit doctors for the clinic, but the outcome was still unclear. Python Queen, however, was the first to produce results.

"At ten tonight, there'll be a deal at a warehouse at 6 Pierd Street, Queens docks. I don't know exactly what it is yet."

"I don't care what kind of deal it is. I just want to know whether Kingpin is the buyer or the seller."

"He's buying."

"Okay!"

Sean happily hung up, looking forward to the value of this deal.

The money to expand his clinic would all come from Kingpin. If this was a big deal, he could raise enough funds in one go.

It would count as Kingpin doing his part for New York's medical industry!

The question now was whether to openly rob both sides, or hide his identity before robbing both sides!

As far as Sean was concerned, neither Kingpin nor the seller could be decent people. He did not feel the slightest guilt about robbing them all.

"What time is it now?"

"18:35."

"..."

There were still nearly three and a half hours until ten?

"Let's go back to the clinic first."

Sean was a little deflated. He had just been ready to get to work, only for the time to tell him he still had to wait. Wasn't that torture?

The car stopped outside the clinic. Sean glanced outside and stopped Yuriko as she reached for the door.

"Wait. That woman..."

Yuriko followed Sean's gaze and saw the woman who had suddenly appeared on the clinic's second floor last night.

She wore a black gown with dark green fringe along the hem.

Though it was tattered, anyone with a discerning eye could immediately tell that the dress was expensive.

The woman also carried the lofty, disdainful bearing of someone in a position of power.

Sean's head hurt so much.

How had she come looking for him?