Chapter 1276 Loss of Image (18)

An excellent doctor is focused on providing help in times of need and adding insult to injury.

He boasted enthusiastically before paying, which successfully made the emotions of almost everyone present less pure.

It was a blessing in disguise that the Winslows' eyes were bright enough to light up a lamp, but their excitement suddenly stopped when they thought of the performance of this person in front of them.

From the first "analysis report", it seems that this "quack doctor"'s statement is really nothing.

Is it a mistake or is it pretending to be crazy?

This is essentially an optimistic judgment. Because of the speaker's unusual performance, Olintel's confidence in his words even dropped by a few percentage points.

While some families were happy and some were sad, the Winslows didn't know how to respond. At the same time, Natalie, the tutor who was also concerned about the safety of her students, had a different kind of mood swing.

"You really don't know how to be humble at all."

Without waiting for anyone else to say anything, Natalie spoke coldly.

"So you want to say that you have already seen that Jane is favored by the stars?"

"Then what was your previous behavior? Was it a bad idea to scare people?"

"For example, the paintings in the art salon, so you made up all the so-called dangers?"

…

Natalie's speech certainly sounded out of righteous indignation, and she looked down upon a charlatan like Fu Qian.

But the Winslows all frowned upon hearing this.

Talking about some things at this time is obviously extraneous.

For example, "painting" in an art salon.

As long as this matter is brought up, no matter what reaction is made, it will only get darker and darker, such as now.

The reaction of the Winslows was quite consistent. They all restrained their emotions and did not express any dissatisfaction with Natalie's behavior.

"Painting? What's going on?"

As expected, all members of the religious sect seem to be particularly sensitive to such things as paintings.

Olintel immediately raised his eyebrows and asked with some vigilance.

"In fact, some strange manifestations have appeared relatively early..."

At this point, Mr. Winslow could only bite the bullet and explain.

"It's just that there seemed to be some differences between then and now. Jane's eyes even got a lot bigger at first."

The incident has already occurred, and as long as the cult investigates, some things cannot be concealed, so Mr. Winslow is quite honest.

Of course, while being frank and lenient, he tried to sound as relaxed as possible.

"Because there were no other discomforts, we didn't pay much attention at first and continued to participate in some activities."

"As a result, at an art salon the day before yesterday, while Jane was admiring a painting, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so we didn't go out again after we came back."

"What kind of painting? What kind of discomfort?"

It's a pity that Olintel's emotions are obviously not so easy to move, and he grasps the key points without hesitation.

"It's not well-known. It is said to be from a street painter. The style is a bit similar to this..."

As the person involved, Jane took the initiative to answer the question and pointed to her bedside.

"I liked it very much at the time, so I watched it for a while, but in the end my eyesight went dark and I had to close my eyes to rest."

My eyes are going dark...

The painting on the bedside seems not to be too treasonous for the cult.

Olintel only glanced at it twice before looking away, staring at Fu Qian and the consultation box next to it.

"Then what dangers does this quack doctor interpret?"

…

Although she called people over, Natalie didn't seem to have much to say.

Fu Qian, who was named for the question, was obviously not nervous, but commented on the question thoughtfully.

Natalie had just admitted that Olintel was here because of her, and the division of labor between one person and one person was quite clear.

Of course, Fu Qian couldn't believe that he happened to be passing by. Regarding the excessive and abnormal speed, Fu Qian's guess was that Natalie might have a special means of contacting Olintel.

There is a high probability that Olintel is a friend of her cult, and the intimacy is so close that he can be easily reached.

But even so, Natalie still had some cautious reservations about him.

Interpersonal relationships are indeed a profound knowledge.

While admiring, he nodded slightly before paying.

"That painting might be somewhat dangerous and trigger a self-protection mechanism."

…

At that moment, Olintel's murderous intent almost reached its limit.

"What danger?"

He looked at this charlatan with unprecedented caution, with a half-smile on his face.

"Nightmare."

Completely ignoring the solemn atmosphere, Fu Qian snorted and asked.

"If I don't even know this, why should I be the chief physician?"

"Good. At least Winslow's money seems to have been well spent."

Sure enough, confident people are the most contagious. After proudly speaking the word attending physician, Olintel was obviously a little shocked, and he actually agreed with the diagnosis for the first time.

"This is also the first time I have encountered a character who is truly favored by the stars. I feel that Jane's previous performance may also be the reason why she unconsciously echoes Xinglu."

The next moment he looked at the Winslows and said.

"The strange enlargement of a certain organ is nothing to Xinglu. As for that painting, it may indeed be a sign of crisis. I will let people confirm it later."

His tone was more comforting. It was obvious that the power of genius was great, and the small actions of the Winslow family before had become insignificant under this surprising discovery.

Not to mention that the other party's attitude towards admitting his mistake was also quite sincere.

"That's great. I'm sorry we were too worried and overreacted."

Winslow, who was obviously aware of this, could not seem complacent at all, and still maintained a good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

"I hope there is nothing wrong with that painting, otherwise we will be in trouble for the Order because we were discovered a few days later."

"You are just reacting normally, not to mention that if it weren't for the help of this quack doctor, you wouldn't realize the problem with the painting at all."

Olintel waved his hand, as if he had no intention of pursuing it, and even did not forget to praise him before paying it forward.

"It can be seen that the attending doctor is indeed sharp-eyed. I hope to receive good guidance from the religious order later."

…

Winslow was hesitant to speak, not knowing how to help excuse himself.

No matter how it sounds, this doctor who took the blood test from the mouth is in big trouble.

Olintel didn't take him too seriously at first, but he couldn't hold back this guy because he was very capable of drawing hatred. He managed to attract most of the anger with just a few words.

“I don’t take it seriously as advice, but I’m just sharing my humble opinion.”

Before Winslow could even think of words, the person involved had already made another humble statement. (End of chapter)