Special Forces Medic

Chapter 974 943: Accomplice?

A rehabilitation medical institution located by the seaside in Palermo has ushered in a busy day, hosting not only lonely elders but also local individuals in need of medical care.

Every worker here moves with a cheerful smile and brisk steps through the corridors, while emergency medical personnel prioritize running to enter and exit various wards where the elderly receive good care and documentation.

Although Palermo is Sicily's largest city and the origin of the Mafia, it is also a beautiful tourist destination and a comfortable rehabilitation center. The picturesque coastline attracts tourists from all over, with delicious food tempting their palates and bright sunshine dispelling inner gloom, making it a paradise on earth, as long as no violent conflict occurs, it's easy to forget this place is the Italian Mafia's cradle.

A broadcast calls for Doctor Raphael to the fourth-floor special care ward, and as Raphael's name is mentioned, every young woman's face lights up with a trace of unusual blush, followed by whispered giggles.

After the broadcast, a tall and handsome young man runs down the wide corridor, repeatedly checking the watch on his wrist, with a stethoscope hanging from his sky-blue workwear. Just groomed chestnut curls above his freshly sprouted stubble hardly cleaned, he's been called out from his rest, but this doesn't hinder his handsome appearance, rather it adds a masculine aura to make him look less delicate.

"Raphael, I'm really sorry, this patient keeps insisting on seeing you, he was just transferred from another city yesterday, a Chinese man." A green-eyed young nurse at the entrance of the fourth-floor special care ward pouts pitifully as she reports, with one hand naturally placed on Raphael's shoulder, as if ready to hang on him.

"Chinese man?"

"Yes, the one who sent him said you're the most authoritative neuro specialist, so they hope you'll personally attend to this patient, seems important. In his professional mode, Raphael shows unusual rigor and seriousness, leaving the young nurse little chance for teasing. She stands cheerfully, adopting the same professional attitude in conversation. "The patient is awake, but based on his condition, he previously suffered severe trauma leading to a prolonged coma, and now after a long journey under incapable self-care conditions, it's triggered a recurrence, placing him in a confused state. Here's his medical history, read it before going in."

After glancing through the medical records, Raphael enters the special care ward, locking the door with his left hand.

"Long time no see, Raphael!" A black-haired man stands by the curtains with arms crossed, his pupils matching his facial expressions devoid of any smile.

Raphael snorts, angrily pulling the empty sheets off the bed. "Finding me must have taken considerable family power, so tell me, what do you want me to do this time?"

"The client is different this time, though ideally we wouldn't have found you, but the client named you specifically, so we had no choice but to seek you, expelled from the family, know that the boss spared you out of kindness, or else how could you safely enjoy the favor of beauties here."

"Hmph, where's the person?" Disregarding dispute, Raphael shifts focus to the main topic. Escape? That's impossible; he's clearer than anyone, he's smart, no futile struggle here.

"Are you Raphael?" Emerging from the bathroom, the Chinese man appears weak, his right leg slightly twisted, hindering normal walking ability. Staring at the middle-aged man's vaguely familiar face, Raphael struggles to recall where he's seen him before. "Wang Zhantian!"

Ignoring the extended handshake, Raphael forsakes gentlemanly courtesy. "From a medical standpoint, I suggest you reduce standing, if you hope to heal your leg."

"Hehe, you step outside, I have private words with Mr. Raphael." Wang Zhantian retracts his right hand, takes heed and lies back on the bed, urging the black-haired man to leave.

"Yes, sir." The black-haired man leaves one last deep gaze at Raphael, obedient to Wang Zhantian. "Raphael cousin, let's have a drink together later, you know the place, I'll wait for you there." He exits the door.

"Colombo family members are known for valorous battle skills, I'm uncertain if my request seems reasonable, but I greatly need your aid, hoping to harness your strength to vanquish our common enemy."

"I think you've found the wrong person, I'm no longer a member of Colombo family, just a regular person." Raphael leans on the table, speaking honestly.

"The current Nicholas family father is your elder brother, Raphael, don't you mind losing the position that was rightfully yours to him? You're more capable, aren't you? Help me eliminate our common enemy, then I can place you at the supreme position."

"Mr. Wang, you must know every word spoken now could teeter you on the brink of death, be grateful I'm no longer a family member so you can still stand here unscathed."

Wang Zhantian chuckles, unfazed by Raphael's anticipated attitude, leaving him no dissatisfaction. "First, hear who our common enemy is, I think you'll take interest."

"I know who you mean! But you should seek aid from the current family father, not me."

"Xiao Family's heir arrived in Palermo yesterday!" Wang Zhantian's words jolt Raphael, his brown eyes slightly shrink, yet the news is neither too bad nor too good. "Xiao Lin! Most likely to assume the next leadership within Xiao Family, known as the military doctor in both mafia leadership circles, don't you want to meet him?"

"I'm not interested in that." Raphael shakes his head, a calm face betraying no emotion, his cold aura stifles Wang Zhantian from debating further.

"I believe there's potential for partnership, hope Mr. Raphael doesn't swiftly reject my offer, of course I won't compel you into any task, since I need you to heal the military doctor's inflicted wounds on me." Wang Zhantian reveals an unsightly scar on his neck by loosening his collar. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to recommend and vote at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)