"I practice traditional medicine. I don't work at a hospital, but I believe I can cure your father's condition." Quinn Thorne withdrew his gaze from the elderly man lying on the hospital bed and turned to face Bastian Ashford.
"Traditional medicine?" The skepticism on Bastian's face deepened considerably. "You're far too young to be any kind of physician. Victoria, has this man been deceiving you? I've already brought in one of the best internal medicine specialists in the country. Get him out of here."
Victoria Ashford gave Quinn an apologetic but helpless look. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, "but you need to leave."
Since they had made their wishes perfectly clear, Quinn wasn't about to linger where he wasn't wanted. He let out a quiet sigh and turned toward the door.
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