Chapter 961

Alfred was done arguing with Dante. Dante was completely useless! How could he even think of competing with Perseus? He was utterly unworthy. Sarah, observing from the sidelines, was starting to realize Dante wasn't as skilled as she thought. Dante's lips tightened, and his face flushed, but he remained silent. Jacob, trying to salvage the situation, said, "Mr. Durmaz hadn't fully understood Mr. Blackwell's condition earlier. His diagnosis was only an estimate. If he wanted to prove himself, he could do it within a day!" Despite having no medical expertise, Jacob was a master of smooth-talking. He continued reassuring Dante, saying, "Dr. Durmaz, don't let them get to you. They're just envious of your abilities. Focus on treating Kelvin calmly." Then, with added conviction, he said, "I believe in you! No matter what, you have my full support." Dante nodded, took a deep breath, and addressed Kelvin, "Mr. Blackwell, are you still feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Kelvin, unimpressed