Chapter 453

Marshall's influence as the wealthiest man in Leyfic Valley was apparent. Despite the long lines at Grace Hospital's registration, Perseus and Arnold were quickly ushered into a private intensive care unit. A chaotic scene unfolded before them. Several doctors were struggling to restrain a young man in his 20s, who was thrashing violently on the bed. The patient's eyes were bloodshot, and he emitted unintelligible cries. It was clear the young man was experiencing a manic episode. His muscles were taut, veins bulging on his forehead and arms. He roared in defiance as a doctor approached him with a syringe. "Oh, Frankie, calm down and be a good boy. Be good. It will be alright after you get your injection. Just stay still. After that, I will take you home, okay?" An old man with a full head of white hair was standing to the side. He looked so desperate that he was nearly in tears. Who would have thought this was the great man featured in television shows and newspapers? This was Le