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... al office. He administered a sedative to Sophie Sullivan, applied medicine to her forehead, and was then severely scolded by Thomas Shannon.

The scolding largely consisted of accusations: he was an incompetent quack, a good-for-nothing, a waste of space! His existence was a waste of food and a pollution to the air!

The doctor stood in terrified silence, trembling slightly with his head bowed, not daring to utter a sound as the Young Master vented his anger.

Finally, when ...

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