NovelOnlineJudas—this title remained vague in Jonah's mind. No matter how many memories it invoked, those times were
long gone.
"Dr. Wooten, it's me. Jonah."
"Judas! | really can't believe I'd live to see the day you'd contact me. How have you been all these years?"
"I'm doing well."
Jonah paused, then said in a low voice, "Are you free right now? | have an urgent matter and need your help."
"You don't even need to ask, Judas. I'll do anything for you. No questions asked."
In less than half an hour, a man carrying a large medicine box arrived at Jonah's villa.
This man, referred to as "Dr. Wooten" by Jonah, was named Evan Wooten.
Unlike regular doctors, he was an underground doctor.
During the twhen Jonah was still known as "Judas", many of his men were unable to seek treatment at
regular hospitals and had to go to underground clinics.
Jonah had met Evan then, who had lost his medical license. Jonah recognized his talent and hired him as his
personal doctor, giving him a carefree life.
Even when Evan retired, Jonah helped him retire safely, ensuring that no one would attack him.
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"Judas..." Reuniting with his former boss, whom he had once shared life and death with, Evan burst into tears on
the spot.
"It's been ages." Jonah's gaze softened, and he hugged Evan. "You're still the same, looking so youthful.
Nothing's changed."
"But you have changed, Judas."
Evan's tearful gaze wandered repeatedly over his face. "I don't know how to put it, but | just feel that you're
completely different from before."
Jonah still looked the same, but his style, demeanor, and gaze were nothing like in the past. They were like two
different people.
"Of course. My identity has changed." Jonah smiled. "I have to look like a president."
But Evan could tell how helpless Jonah felt as the president
"| asked you to chere this tbecause a very important friend of mine is sick."
Jonah pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly. "He can't go to the hospital now. So—"
Evan shook his head. "You don't need to say anything. I'll do anything you ask of me."
Jonah's lashes fluttered. "Thanks."
The two quickly went upstairs to the room.
Evan was shocked to see Julien lying on the bed. Then he redirected his gaze at Jonah in amazement.
"You're also surprised, right? He looks a lot like him."
Jonah's gaze softened as he picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from Julien's cheeks. "When | first saw him, |
was also stunned. But he's different from him. Apart from this face, they have nothing in common."
When Evan recalled that person, his expression turned melancholy. "Yes... That kind of stunning person is hard to
find anywhere else in the world. Who could compare to him?"
Other things were too sad to be mentioned, so he didn't dare say anything else.
Jonah knew that standing here wouldn't help, and it might even affect Evan's performance, so he left the room.
Sitting alone in the peaceful living room, all Jonah could think about was Julien's passionate confession.
His mind was in turmoil. Closing his eyes, he gripped the cross tightly and trembled violently.
"Judas, cin and take a look!" Evan poked his head out, frowning.
Jonah immediately got up and hurried back to the bedside.
There, Julien's shirt had been removed, revealing the inflamed wounds on his back, which were oozing blood.
Jonah's mind buzzed, and a torrent of fury washed over him.
"| did a preliminary diagnosis for him and found that his fever was quite strange, so | started looking for external
injuries on his body. As expected, the problem lies here."
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Evan, wearing a face mask and medical gloves, barely touched Julien's back. However, it elicited a painful low
moan from him. "Ouch..."
"Dr. Wooten, he's in pain."
Jonah clenched his fists tightly, feeling the pain as if it were his own. "Can you relieve his pain?"
"A painkiller injection should do, but the wounds on his back are festering, with a high risk of infection. We need
to debride the wounds immediately and administer tetanus shots."
Evan quickly took out the necessary equipment from the medical box. "I can't figure out what was used to cause
these injuries. This attack was too brutal. Judas, which gang did your friend offend?"
Jonah exuded a chilling vibe, his temples throbbing.
A gang?
How was that possible?
These shocking wounds could only be the result of the punishment meted out by the Lovelace family.
In his youth, Jonah had heard from Mandy about the harsh family traditions and the decadent rules of the
Lovelace family. The cold and distant affection within the family had made Mandy want to escape that cage
countless times.
The Lovelace family was not anywhere near a noble family, but they acted like one.
Jonah's crimson eyes were fixed on the grueswound on Julien's back. His heart ached for Julien. "He cares a
lot about how he looks. Once these wounds heal, is there any way to prevent scarring?"
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