Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely-Chapter 349 - - Pissed

As Caleb stood in the background, watching the emotional reunion between the guard and his daughter, a mixture of relief and gratitude painted the room. Tears flowed freely, and heartfelt words were exchanged, creating a poignant scene of familial love and the triumph of hope.

However, as the father and daughter embraced, Caleb’s keen observation didn’t escape the subtle shift in the atmosphere. His gaze shifted to a nurse in the room, her expression sour and disapproving. The nurse seemed to wear a scowl as if witnessing an unwelcome disruption to the usual order of the hospital.

Caleb’s intuition kicked in, and he couldn’t help but connect the dots. The realization struck him – curing Monica meant the hospital would lose out on potential revenue. The treatment of illnesses and medical procedures often translated to income for the healthcare institution, and Caleb’s mysterious abilities had disrupted that financial flow.

With a furrowed brow, Caleb approached the nurse who was clearly displeased by the miraculous turn of events. "Is there a problem?" he asked, though he already had a hunch about the source of her discontent.

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The nurse, her disapproval evident, responded curtly, "We rely on treatments and procedures to keep the hospital running. Curing patients without the need for extensive medical care disrupts our financial stability."

Caleb’s expression remained stoic, but a hint of frustration flashed in his eyes. He understood the complexities of the healthcare system, but witnessing the nurse’s callous disregard for the well-being of the patients left a bitter taste.

As the nurse callously expressed her disregard for the well-being of patients in the pursuit of financial stability, the guard overheard her heartless words. Anger welled up within him, fueled by a renewed sense of gratitude for Caleb’s intervention in saving his daughter’s life. The juxtaposition of the nurse’s cold attitude against the backdrop of the heartwarming reunion intensified the guard’s fury.

"I can’t believe she would say something like that," the guard muttered through gritted teeth, his hands balling into fists. His protective instincts, heightened by the recent crisis with his daughter.

Caleb, standing nearby, shared in the guard’s frustration. The tension in the room became palpable.

In the midst of this charged atmosphere, Caleb’s acute senses detected another patient nearby, suffering from Lyme disease and an autoimmune disorder. An idea sparked in Caleb’s mind – a silent and unconventional form of punishment. With a determined gaze, he fused the two diseases to the nurse!

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In a subtle, almost imperceptible motion, Caleb reached out and transferred the ailments afflicting the suffering patient to the nurse.

The nurse, unaware of the supernatural intervention, continued her duties, unaware of the golden light that fused itself to her.

As the nurse unwittingly bore the burden of the transferred diseases, her demeanor shifted. The once indifferent and heartless attitude gave way to discomfort and pain. Caleb, maintaining a stern expression, watched with the corner of his lips curled up.

The guard, still seething with anger, looked at Caleb with a mix of surprise and gratitude. Unbeknownst to the nurse, the consequences of her heartless words were now manifesting in a way that directly affected her.

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The guard, still simmering with a mix of anger and curiosity, approached Caleb with a furrowed brow. "Did you just... do something to that nurse?" he asked, his voice a low, cautious growl.

Caleb met the guard’s gaze, his eyes full of mockery. "Yes, I did," he admitted, not shying away from the consequences of his actions. "But I had my reasons."

The guard, now intrigued and a bit apprehensive, gestured for Caleb to explain himself. "Reasons? What could possibly justify giving her those diseases?"

Caleb took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "I understand it seems drastic, but her callous attitude towards the patients, the disregard for their well-being in favor of the hospital’s financial interests, angered me. She needed to understand the weight of her words, to feel the consequences of her heartlessness. I transferred the diseases not just as punishment, but he as a lesson. It’s okay to have her own opinion but he should know when and where to say it... Or just fucking keep it to herself."

The guard’s expression softened as he listened, his initial anger giving way to a thoughtful contemplation. "But isn’t that a bit extreme? I mean, we should hold her accountable, but this..."

Caleb nodded, acknowledging the gravity of his actions. "I know it might seem extreme, but sometimes, drastic measures are necessary to evoke change. She won’t suffer indefinitely. Once she understands the pain and struggles of those she dismissed, she might reassess her priorities and approach to patient care."

The guard sighed, torn between the moral implications of Caleb’s actions and the desire for justice. "I get it, but what if it backfires? What if she becomes resentful instead of learning a lesson?"

"Well, that’s her damn problem. I did not do this for justice, but because I just want to. I’m pissed off with her attitude."

The guard, though still uneasy, seemed to understand the rationale behind Caleb’s decision. "I appreciate what you did for my daughter, and I get that you’re trying to make things right young master Adam."

Caleb nodded in appreciation of the guard’s understanding. "I will be careful, and I appreciate your concern. My intentions are to bring about positive change, but I understand the risks involved. Speaking of which, don’t call me young master..."

As Caleb observed the nurse, now unknowingly bearing the burden of the autoimmune disease and Lyme disease, a sense of vindication washed over him. He discreetly watched her expressions change – from the sour disdain she had previously worn to the subtle signs of discomfort and pain. The consequences of her heartless words manifested in a way that he deemed both poetic and just.

As he left the hospital room, Caleb caught a glimpse of the patient who had suffered from the debilitating autoimmune disease and Lyme disease. To his satisfaction, the patient appeared visibly better. The pain and suffering that had once marked his existence had seemingly evaporated, replaced by a newfound vitality. Caleb felt a twinge of reassurance that his decision had, in some way, brought relief to the patient.

"Some people deserve to suffer less than others," Caleb mused to himself, acknowledging the inherent subjectivity of his judgments. The nurse, with her callous disregard for the well-being of patients, had become a recipient of a form of cosmic retribution. In Caleb’s eyes, it was a way to level the playing field, to remind the indifferent universe that actions should have consequences.