My Wives Are Too Overpowered

SLAP!

Gasp!

Everyone in the ER gasped at the scene that unfolded right in front of them. They couldn't believe what their eyes were witnessing and with open jaws, stared at the scene in front.

Alex was holding Richard's collar after slapping him hard.

"Tone. Down." Alex said two words while staring into Richard's eyes.

"I am not your fucking slave for you to yell at me like this." Alex was not having it this time. "Shout once more and see what happens."

Alex threw Richard down on the ground.

Richard was completely taken aback by the sudden situation, his expression stupefied, his anger swelling further, and his body shivering in agony as he experienced the worst humiliation of his life right now.

Alex squatted down and looked at Richard once again. With calmness visible on his face, he said softly, "tell everyone to follow my command. Otherwise, I am sure you'll have a good time if your night scenes with Miss Brenda were to leak out."

Richard's body shivered intensely, this time in fear. "YOU—"

"Richard." Alex cut him off and looked into his eyes with complete seriousness. "I gave you one warning before, consider this your last. Shout again and I'll make sure you experience the absolute worst."

Alex got up and didn't bother to talk further.

Richard was shell shocked with the sudden change of events and started cowering in fear.

He was a normal human being, a respected doctor, and someone who had a good image in society.

Suddenly getting slapped like this and then being blackmailed, he couldn't take it well. His mental health was starting to collapse and so was he.

But, his life wasn't as important as the patient's in the ER to Alex.

Tightening his gloves, Alex said, "Cranial Drill."

A nurse broke out of his stupor and gave Alex the surgical drill.

The patient was a young lady with a sickly pale complexion. Alex had no idea what her background was or who she was. What mattered the most was him saving her.

Her head was shaven clean before the procedures began and there was no worries to drill her skull open.

Alex adjusted the drill on top of her scalp and was about to start drilling when he felt Richard to be in his way below.

He kicked Richard to the side and began his operation.

ZZZZZZRRRRHHHHH!

The drilling began and it was a grotesque scene in the ER.

However, everyone inside was experienced and didn't feel disgusted or vomited.

Alex remembered how he had vomited when he first saw a live operation. It was really disgusting to see the human flesh cut open and organs being removed.

As he progressed, his disgust was gone and he became numb to all things.

Eventually, being a neurosurgeon, drills like these have become really common to him.

The staff in the ER was genuinely shocked by watching Alex.

His skillful techniques were something they hadn't seen from even the top surgeons!

Even Alex was surprised by his skills.

His hands were never this steady or strong to keep the drill fixated in a single position for a long time.

'The Gene progress is helping, it seems,' was the only possible reason he could think of for this.

Once the skull was open, with a scalpel and other equipments, Alex operated on the extremely sensitive regions of the brain.

He didn't even need to look at the computer screen to see the minute details of the brain clearly as his naked eyes could do that already!

His senses had heightened, his strength had increased, his hands were steady, and overall, he had much better control of his body.

Alex felt the benefits of the boring cultivation for the very first time and the happiness was indescribable.

Operations such as these usually took a very long time, however, with how skillfully Alex had done it, it was over in just six hours.

The staff in the ER clapped in joy as they witnessed crazy things happening here.

Such a young person who wasn't even a doctor had achieved such an unfathomable feat, it was truly history unfolding in front of their very eyes.

Once the operation was done, Alex prescribed the things needed to the patient for post surgery care and also had a word with the staff to not disclose whatever had happened inside.

The staff argued that this thing had to be shared since it was such an astonishing event in medical history.

Alex smiled and told them that he was talking about not disclosing the slap Doctor Richard got, as for the other things, he didn't really care and asked them to do what they wanted to do.

By the time the surgery was done, it was 6 am the next day.

A new month had begun and since it was a working day, instead of going home, Alex decided he might as well clear up things with the dean of his college.

The hospital and the college were just a ten minutes walk from each other.

He reached college and ate something in the cafeteria while talking to his wife on the phone.

Melissa seemed worried by looking at the dark circles under Alex's eyes and he had to explain the things that happened in the ER.

Melissa seemed shocked and asked Alex to come home quickly so she could take care of him.

Alex felt warm in his heart but then told her that he had work with the dean and couldn't come.

Melissa could only make a sad expression and wait for Alex.

By the time Alex finished talking, it was 8 am.

He went to the dean's office and once called inside, the dean asked Alex to take a seat.

"Yes, Alexander. What brings you here?" The dean seemed to know Alex and asked.

Alex smiled and said, "Sir, I don't want to take up much of your precious time, and I also wanna go home quickly, so I'll get to the point."

The dean, a man in his 50s, laughed softly and said, "young man, I am in no rush. And you are the top student this academy has witnessed in ages. I am all ears to listen to anything you want to speak about."

Alex shook his head with a smile. "I am flattered, sir."

The dean laughed again. "Humility, good, good."

Alex continued, "What I wanted to talk about was…"

Instead of saying he wanted to get his degrees at the earliest, Alex made the dean run around in circles so that it didn't appear as if he was giving an order.

Alex's art of manipulation was strong and even the experienced dean wasn't able to notice what trap he was being pulled into.

"Hmm… you say you want to test if you could become the youngest neurosurgeon in history…" the dean got to thinking,

Alex nodded. "That's right. Please let me give the tests, there won't be any harm. If I succeed, history will be made and the college's reputation would soar."

The dean nodded. "That's true. But…"