Chapter 7 Saving Sam
“What garbage are you spewing? You’re not needed here. Get out!” Miranda barked, as she was worried that John would disrupt the treatment.
“Fine. You’re the one that asked me to leave. I’ll be waiting in the corridor. In less than five minutes, you’ll be out there begging me to come back in.” The moment he finished, John opened the door and went out. After he left, no one bothered about him. Meanwhile, James carefully continued with Sam’s acupuncture treatment.
Soon, he was entirely drenched in sweat. After the last needle was inserted, Sam gradually regain his consciousness and opened his eyes.
“Dad! My dad is awake, Dr. Watson. He’s awake. This is wonderful!” Miranda cried out jubilantly as tears filled her eyes. Just a moment ago, she was worried that he would never ever do so. When James saw Sam was awake, he, too, heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he barely had any confidence going in. Unfortunately, the moment Miranda and James sighed in relief, Sam began to tremble violently.
He looked to be in excruciating pain as his face started turning purple. “Dad! Dad!” Miranda yelled as she turned to James in panic. “Dr. Watson, why is this happening?”
At that moment, even James was feeling so distressed that he was just stumped. “I… I don’t know why this is happening either. How did it turn out this way?”
“Who are you asking? You’re the doctor here!” Miranda roared at the doctor in desperation.
At the same time, Sam’s shiver began to grow faint before he finally stopped moving. Even his breath could not be felt at all. Watching the change in Sam, James felt his panic intensify. If anything happened to Sam, he would have to suffer the consequences.
“Dad, don’t scare me… Don’t scare me…” Miranda began to cry. “Ms. Walton, let’s take Mr. Walton to the hospital. I have run out of ideas!” James suggested anxiously.
He wanted to send Sam there so that he could shirk his responsibility. If Sam died in the hospital, it would then not be his fault.
“Do you take me for a fool? Given my dad’s condition, there’s no way he can make it to the hospital! You better save him! If not, don’t think you will survive this unscathed!” Miranda exploded, having lost her rational mind. The Walton were the wealthiest family in Fuyang. To destroy a lowly doctor would take no more than a flick of their fingers. James was stricken with terror by her threat. Nonetheless, he was devoid of any ideas.
Suddenly, he thought of John and quickly suggested, “Ms. Walton, the guy that just went out. Perhaps he might have a solution. I think he probably knows a thing or two.” James’s words reminded Miranda of John. Still, it was not lost upon her that James had looked down upon him earlier, but was praising him now. Evidently, James was planning to let John take the blame. Once John stepped in to treat Sam, even if he was dead, James would be able to absolve himself of any responsibility.
After a momentary hesitation, Miranda let go of Sam, who slumped in his chair as she dashed out of the room. At that very moment, John was sitting along the corridor, expecting Miranda to come and see him. When the woman saw John was still there, she rushed up to him. Just when she wanted to speak, she suddenly realized that she had no idea how to address him.
“P-Please save my father, I beg of you,” Miranda pleaded with an awkward expression. When John gradually raised his head at her, Miranda averted her gaze, as she didn’t dare make eye contact.
Not too long ago, she was berating him, but now, she ended up begging him instead. “Do you believe I can save your father and that I’m not a con man?” John asked. Miranda kept silent, as she didn’t know how to answer. She didn’t fully trust him yet, but she had no other choice. Looking at her reaction, John simply chuckled. He decided not to make things difficult for her as he got up and returned to the room.
When Miranda followed John back in, she saw James pacing back and forth with his head covered in sweat. The moment James saw John, he felt as if he had seen his savior. Regardless of whether John could revive Sam, he could push the blame to John once the latter took over. Lowering himself, James begged, “I’m sorry about just now, young man. Please save Mr. Walton!” Considering that he could potentially lose everything, James felt that being polite would not hurt at all. After shooting Sam a glance, John sighed.
“Looks like I’ll have to give it my all.” Turning toward James, John questioned, “Do you still have any silver needles?”
“Yes, in the medical bag.” James quickly handed over a bag of silver needles to John.
“It’s not enough!” John shook his head.
“Not enough?” James was stunned. “The bag contains thirty needles. How can it not be enough?” In acupuncture, anyone who could insert more than ten needles was considered impressive.
Even the president of the Association of Traditional Medicine, Edwin Thomas, who was also known as a miracle doctor, could only insert around twenty needles. As a result, thirty needles were more than enough.
“It just isn’t. I need more!” John replied.
“How many more?” James carefully asked.
“Eighty-one!” James was stupefied by the reply. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with horror. However, instead of saying anything, he handed over all his silver needles.
After receiving them, John laid Sam’s body flat on the ground. Moving ambidextrously, he swiftly inserted the needles into Sam’s body. At this moment, cold sweat began to break out on John’s forehead. He looked as if he was exerting a lot of energy to the extent his clothes were all drenched.
When the final needle was inserted into Sam, John let out a long sigh. As if he was entirely drained, he dropped his butt onto the ground to sit. During the entire time, Miranda watched on nervously. She didn’t know much about acupuncture, and she felt the urge to ask.
However, she was worried about disrupting John. As for James, he was already gawking in astonishment from the get-go. His mouth opened so wide that one could fit an egg into it. A short while later, James’s shock had turned into elation. With a loud thud, he dropped his knees to the ground in front of John. His sudden movement gave both John and Miranda a fright.
Chapter 8 Miracle Doctor
“Miracle Doctor, please take me as your apprentice!” Right after he spoke, James bowed to John. Gaping in response, John realized he no longer had any energy left. As for Miranda, she gave James a bewildered look.
“Dr. Watson, what are you doing? My dad hasn’t even woken up yet.” Miranda didn’t understand why James was addressing John as a miracle doctor when her father was still unconscious.
“Ms. Walton, you’re probably not aware that this gentleman had just applied the Soul Resurrection Needle, which is capable of reviving a dead man.
Therefore, Mr. Walton will be just fine!” James explained.
“He’s that good?” Miranda gaped at John in disbelief.
If what James says is true, John really deserves his title as Miracle Doctor.
“I can’t believe you actually know the Soul Resurrection Needle!” James exclaimed in awe. The Soul Resurrection Needle was an ancient acupuncture technique that had been lost through the generations. However, John didn’t understand what James was talking about, as he had only learned it from Drake.
“Miracle Doctor, I’m Dr. James Watson, deputy president of the Fuyang Association of Traditional Medicine. I have read about this technique in some ancient books and didn’t expect to have the honor of witnessing it in action today. Please, accept me as your student.” With that, James prostrated in front of John. Just when John was confounded by James’s reaction, coughs rang out in the room. Sam was finally awake.
“Dad!” Miranda reacted quickly by trying to help him up.
However, John held her back. “Ms. Walton, he’s not supposed to move yet.
You’ll have to wait for me to remove the needles.” Holding Miranda’s slender hands, he could feel how warm and gentle it felt. The sudden sensation felt like a jolt to him. As for Miranda, she, too, felt the warmth from his hands. Blushing, she remarked, “This is all thanks to you.” John frantically released Miranda’s hand before collecting himself. With a wave of his hand, the eighty-one needles were pulled toward his palm as if there was a magnetic force at work.
“It’s done,” John informed Miranda while returning the needles to James.
At that moment, Miranda no longer had any doubts left about John. Thanking him, she helped Sam up with teary eyes. “Dad, how do you feel?” Miranda inquired. “I’m fine. I feel good, to be honest.” Sam let out a slight smile. Upon noticing James kneeling on the ground, he asked curiously, “What’s going on?” After Miranda related how John had saved him with the Soul Resurrection Needle, Sam was astounded.
When John diagnosed his ailment just by looking at him, Sam was already impressed. Nevertheless, he didn’t expect the young man to be so skillful that the deputy president of the Association of Traditional Medicine would drop to his knees and beg to be accepted as a student.
“Young man, you have saved me twice already. From today onward, you are a benefactor of the Walton family. I will readily fulfill any request you have as long as it’s within my powers,” Sam declared resolutely. “You’re being too kind, Mr. Walton, as I barely did anything.
Furthermore, this is a blessing you deserve for all the charity you have done.” After giving a cordial reply, John changed his tact.
“Although I used the Soul Resurrection Needle to save your life temporarily, you will still die within three months if your ailment isn’t treated.” Having heard John’s words, Sam dropped to his knees. “Please, sir, I’m willing to give you everything I have as long as you save my life.”
Fearing death, Sam no longer addressed John as a “young man.” Instead, he greeted him as “sir,” as he was really worried that John would refuse to help him. In order to survive, he was willing to give John all of his assets. As the richest man in Fuyang, Sam was unimaginably wealthy. Consequently, anyone would be envious of John for being in such a position.
“Mr. Walton, there’s no need for that. I’m obliged to save you after running into you. Nonetheless, there are some rare herbs that I need, and I hope you can prepare them for me.” John could not afford to buy Sam any herbs.
The herbs he requested were so expensive that they were out of the masses’ reach. “Sir, whatever you need, just say the word!” Sam nodded at once. Then, he turned to Miranda and instructed, “Miranda, prepare a pen and paper to write them down.”
Meanwhile, John felt awkward when Sam kept addressing him as “sir.” Hence, he suggested, “Mr. Walton, my name is John White. You can just call me by my name.”
“I can’t do that. Mr. White, you’re my savior, and the Walton family will never forget it for as long as we live.” Given how stubborn Sam was, John didn’t insist. Instead, he wrote down a long list of herbs and handed them to Miranda.
“Mr. Walton, most of the herbs on the list are for your treatment. Nonetheless, some are for my mother, as she has lost her sight. As a result, I need some of these herbs to cure her,” John explained to Sam honestly. Considering Anna had gone blind from crying, it would not be difficult for John to treat her.
It was just that he was incapable of getting hold of the herbs in his current state. Hence, he felt the Walton family was in a better position to obtain them. In spite of that, there were two items that John was worried the Walton could have trouble finding. One of them was a calligraphy brush which was embodied with spirituality after being used by a famous scholar for a long time. It could also be made from the fur of any spiritual animal.
Other than that, he also needed a cinnabar rosary. Although they were common items nowadays, the one he needed was made from woods of ancient trees. Combined with the spiritually endowed calligraphy brush, he would be able to cure Anna’s blindness by simply anointing it on her eye.
Even though he had put the two items on the list, he was not optimistic that the Walton family would find them. After all, one could only encounter the items with luck. Moreover, only those in the know would be able to tell upon seeing it.
Chapter 9 : Take me in
“Mr. White, just let me know what you need. As long as I can fulfill it, I will not refuse,” Sam quickly declared. At that moment, Miranda queried, “Mr. White, what do you need the calligraphy brush and cinnabar rosary for?” After all, both items didn’t look like they were required for medical treatment, and they were also widely available.
“Miranda, Mr. White has his reasons for writing them down. You shouldn’t question him!” Sam admonished her with a glare. “It’s all right.” John smiled. “They are used for treatments, too. However, they aren’t just any ordinary brush and rosary. They have to be imbued with spirituality for them to work.”
“Imbued with spirituality?” Miranda and Sam were dumbfounded, as they had no idea what John meant.
When he saw how confused they were, John explained, “Everything in this world will live and die, and all of them contain spirituality. Even items deemed inanimate by men can have spirituality as well. However, it can only form under very strict conditions.
“Let’s take this chair I’m sitting on as an example. If I sit on it and meditate for decades, it would gradually be imbued with spirituality too.” Worried that both of them would not understand, he illustrated the concept in layman’s terms.
“Oh, I get it!” Miranda suddenly exclaimed. “Mr. White, are you saying that it’s the same as what is shown on TV? At one of the trees where the immortals reside, it will gain spirituality after some time and even turn into a human form!”
“Miranda, stop your nonsense!” Sam was speechless at the way Miranda described it. From his perspective, immortals didn’t exist, especially not in the modern world.
“Ms. Walton, you hit the nail on its head,” John replied with a grin. Previously, John didn’t believe in such things too. However, after spending the last three years with Drake, he finally realized that there was still a lot out there that he didn’t understand. In fact, the secrets Drake had passed on to him were the Focus Technique. As long as he continued to train in them, he might actually become an immortal.
Sam smiled awkwardly, as he didn’t expect Miranda to get it right. If anyone else talked to him about spirituality and immortals, he would have scoffed at them. However, since it was John who brought it up, Sam’s skepticism wavered immediately. While John and Sam continued their discussion, they didn’t even give James, who was still kneeling on the ground, a look. Even though James was not particularly evil, he was unable to take on any real responsibility. Hence, John didn’t intend to accept him as his student. Moreover, he would not simply take in anyone without Drake’s permission.
After talking for more than ten minutes, John finally knew how Sam injured himself. When he was young, Sam was hit by a palm strike by a business competitor. As there was no external wound, and the results of his checkups were clear, he didn’t pay much attention to it. As time went by, Sam began to feel that he was growing weaker to the extent of having difficulty breathing. As a result, he kept himself going all this while by consuming a lot of health supplements.
Not wanting to cause any concern to his family, Sam hid the news from them. That was also why Miranda was unaware of her father’s hidden ailment. After hearing the story, John realized at once that the attacker was a martial artist who had managed to cultivate internal energy. From the looks of it, he had wanted to kill Sam. Fortunately, Sam’s immense wealth had allowed him to afford potent health supplements to keep himself alive all this while.
If Sam had not encountered John, he would have lost his life. “Mr. White, please accept me as your student!” James yelled again from the floor. By then, both his legs were so numb that he grimaced in pain. John gave James a look.
“You should get up. I won’t accept anyone as my student, but feel free to ask me any questions, and I will guide you accordingly.” John was finally moved by James’s sincerity after watching him prostrate for such a long time.
Therefore, he agreed to provide guidance even though he refused to take in students. James was naturally delighted with John’s response and thanked him profusely, “Thank you, Mr. White! Thank you!” As James gradually stood up, his legs hurt so much that he struggled to do so. Noticing James’s condition, John gently tapped on James’s leg, causing the painful numbness to disappear. Naturally, the doctor was astonished.
“Mr. Walton, my parents are still at home, so I have to return to them. Once you have collected the herbs, you can give me a call,” John informed as he gradually got to his feet. Given that his mother was home alone, John was worried about her. “Mr. White, do you mind telling me where you stay?” Sam asked.
“I’m staying at Happy Avenue. Why?” John questioned curiously.
“Oh, nothing really. I just have a house that’s currently vacant, which I want to present to you as a gift. That place has a wonderful environment to recuperate in, and I hope it will be of use to you.” When he was done speaking, Sam took out a key from his pocket.
“Thank you, Mr. Walton!” Initially, John wanted to decline, as he was not motivated by monetary gains when he first treated Sam.
However, when he thought about the dilapidated house his parents were staying in, he decided to accept it. Moreover, he needed time to make enough money to afford a new one. However, John was stunned to find out that the mansion was located at Dragon Bay when he received the key.
Chapter 10 : New House
Dragon Bay was the best neighborhood in the whole of Fuyang, constructed on the only mountain in the city. For that reason, not only was the scenery there astounding, but the air was also exceedingly fresh. Those who could live there were either wealthy or influential people from the upper echelons of society. Ordinary people couldn’t even afford to pay the property management fee there, much less Iive in the neighborhood.
“Mr. Walton, this… this mansion is too expensive. I can’t accept this!” John hastily returned the key to Sam.
“Of course, you can, Mr. White! Or is my life not worth a mansion?” Sam remarked smilingly. Since he had said as much, John had no choice but to accept it. Then, Sam proceeded to take out a bank card with ten million in it and handed it to him. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to turn it down, John could only pocket it. Just when he was about to take his leave, a clamor sounded from downstairs, the noise deafening.
John’s brows furrowed slightly. When Sam saw the frown marring his countenance, he immediately summoned the hotel manager. “What’s going on here? Why is it so noisy?” Sam demanded.
“Mr. Walton, the heir of the Gallemit family is getting married today, and the wedding banquet is being held in the banquet hall on the second floor. That’s where the noise is coming from,” the manager hurriedly explained.
Only after hearing that did Sam decide not to pursue the matter. After all, the hotel was open for business, and a racket was inevitable when someone was getting married.
“I’ll be leaving then, Mr. Walton.” John waved to Sam before exiting the private room. Just as John arrived downstairs, he coincidentally bumped into Antonio strutting into the hotel with Natalia in his arms. Antonio was stunned for a moment when he spotted John, but he guffawed in the next instant.
“I didn’t expect you to really come and attend my wedding, John! Are you here for the free food and liquor?” Casting him a frosty glance, John said nothing and moved sideways to leave.
“Hey, don’t go!” Antonio blocked his path and drawled with mockery written all over his face, “Look at your ex-girlfriend. Isn’t she beautiful now? Do you not have anything to say to her?” In truth, he was deliberately embarrassing the man.
“Let’s not bother about him, Antonio. We’re running late,” Natalia murmured coquettishly to Antonio without even sparing John a glance.
“Don’t entertain this piece of trash anymore, Antonio. It’s bad to be late for your own wedding, so you two go into the banquet hall first. I’ll kick this worthless bum out!” Melinda urged, echoing Natalia’s sentiments.
Subsequently, she turned to John and lambasted, “Can you just stop hounding us? You’re so desperate that you even came to the hotel after us! Do you think my daughter will ever take a fancy to your peasant self? Go and take a look at yourself in the mirror! Hurry up and buzz off instead of kicking up a fuss here!” Her censure was caustic and vile, drawing blood with every single word. The relatives around them whispered among themselves, snickering as they stared at John. Right that moment, John was no more than a fool who was made fun of by everyone.
“One day, you will all fall to your knees before me and beg me!” Suppressing the fury blazing within him, John shoved Antonio, who was blocking his path, away before striding out. Antonio’s brows knitted together.
“Stop him! Regardless of whether you want to attend the wedding today, you’ve got to do so! I want you to see your girlfriend marrying me with your own eyes, you piece of trash!” As soon as he said that, Baldy and a few others instantly blocked John’s path.
They were still harboring a grudge after being beaten up at his house, so they wanted to take revenge on him. At the sight of them blocking his path menacingly, John slowly turned back to look at Antonio.
“Are you sure you want me to attend your wedding?”
“Yes! I want you to see with your own eyes and know that you’re not worthy of going against me!” Antonio wore a sneer on his face.
“All right, then. But a word of warning from me—if I attend your wedding, you won’t be getting married today!”
After saying that, John whirled around and walked into the banquet hall on the second floor. There were more than a hundred tables set up inside. “Haha, I’ll just see how you’re going to accomplish that!” Antonio laughed uproariously, not believing his threat in the least. Nonetheless, to prevent the man from kicking up trouble and dampening everyone’s merriment, he said to Baldy, “Baldy, bring a few men with you and keep a close eye on John. Restrain him at once if he dares to do anything!”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Antonio. Just leave this matter to me!” Baldy nodded, his gaze turning chilly.
This is the perfect opportunity for me to take my revenge on him! In the banquet hall, John took his seat in a corner. Those who could attend the heir of the Gallemit family’s wedding were either wealthy or influential, all prestigious people in the whole of Fuyang. In other words, an ordinary person like him wasn’t even worthy of the honor.
Thus, his appearance had many of the guests in the banquet hall throwing him strange looks. After all, it seemed out of place for an ordinary-looking young man to show up at such an opulent wedding out of the blue. But soon, his identity spread like wildfire among the guests. With that, the gazes directed his way increased in number, most of them mocking and derisive, though a handful was sympathetic.
Nevertheless, John wasn’t at all bothered. He sat in the corner alone and nibbled at the snacks on the table with his face devoid of expression. Meanwhile, Baldy stood behind him with a dozen men, all watching him like a hawk. The second he made a suspicious move, they would restraint him without a hint of hesitation.
“Hey, if it isn’t John White! When did you get out of prison?” A voice tinged with sarcasm rang out.
John lifted his head and swung his gaze over, only to see a woman with heavy makeup on her face and dressed seductively sashaying toward him. A young man followed beside her. The woman’s voice promptly snagged the attention of the guests around them.
They initially thought that John was merely the bride’s ex-boyfriend and was there to see his girlfriend for the final time, but they never expected him to have a record. Following that, they grew all the more intrigued.nivce novel bro
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