Chapter - 110

Zeke asked rhetorically in a callous stone, “If I can’t pull through such a feat, I’m afraid no one else can! If that’s the case, it means TCM practitioners are indeed not a match for Western doctors. There’s nothing wrong with publishing an official apology for that, right?”

What the hell does he mean no one else apart from you can? He’s such an arrogant young man!

Shawn beckoned the security guards over and was about to chase Zeke out of the hall, but Zeke started a series of operations right away.

He put on his pair of white gloves and removed the advanced medical equipment George’s father had attached to him.

Then he reached for his silver needle and carried out a series of acupuncture treatments.

Meanwhile, Shawn went weak in the knees, collapsing on his seat immediately.

It’s too late! He’s already removed the medical equipment! If I get in his way right now, it’ll really be over for George’s father!

Sigh! I guess I’ll just let him have his way!

If worse comes to worst, I’ll banish him and dismiss his identity as a TCM practitioner! He doesn’t have the right to apologize on behalf of TCM practitioners if that’s the case.

Zeke applied the silver needle skillfully and penetrated George’s father’s brain acupoint.

Although TCM practitioners and Western doctors referred to it differently, acupoint was the nervous system.

Zeke’s apprentice, Xavier, had sealed George’s father’s nervous system back then.

Hence, Zeke merely had to unseal George’s father’s nervous system to wake him up from the coma.

Everyone present fell silent throughout the session.

However, as the acupuncture session went on, a small group of people got worked up all of a sudden.

Several experienced TCM practitioners found Zeke’s acupuncture techniques familiar.

It seemed like the ones they had come across on the internet before.

An experienced TCM practitioners mumbled to himself all of a sudden, “Ammo Needle? Oh, God! Is this Ammo Needle?”

A lot of people got up in surprise once they heard the experienced TCM practitioner’s words.

He’s right! It’s Ammo Needle! The technique the young man has applied seems like Ammo Needle that has gone viral online!

Ammo Needle was created by the Great Marshal! The only ones who have access to the techniques are the Great Marshal and his apprentices!

Does that mean this young man’s acquainted with the Great Marshal?

Cough!

Finally, they could hear a man coughing weakly.

Woah!

Fellow TCM practitioners got up and stared in disbelief because George’s father had actually coughed.

He’s awake! This young man has achieved a great feat in mankind’s history!

It’s a miracle! He actually brought a vegetative man back to his senses!

This is crazy! Nope! It’s more like a miracle!

Finally! The TCM practitioners have won!

Shawn, who’s eyes were brimmed with tears, got worked up and exclaimed, “Our prayers have been heard! TCM practitioners will make a comeback soon!”

Although Susan was delighted, she tried her best to calm herself down.

Thankfully, Zeke had managed to beat the Western doctors.

Otherwise, she would be deemed as the foe of fellow TCM practitioners if George achieved his goal.

After all, she was the one who had brought George along.

George’s father, who was on the stretcher, finally opened his eyes. He turned his necks around and surveyed the surroundings. “Am I in… Eurasia?” asked the senile man.

Zeke removed his gloves and cast them away into the rubbish bin. “George, hurry up and get your father a glass of water.”

George couldn’t bring himself to move because he had long been petrified.

Dad is awake!

Such baseless practices actually brought him back to his senses?

The TCM practitioners actually achieved something the Western doctors weren’t capable of?

Impossible! It’s impossible! How did such baseless practices manage to outmatch science-based practices?

Zeke got irritated and instructed once again, “George, please get your father a glass of water!”

“He’s extremely weak as of now! I need a glass of water to jump-start his nervous system!”

George finally returned to his senses and reached for a bottle of mineral water on the table before rushing over to his father’s side.

Zeke stopped him. “You’re gonna send him to hell if you serve him such a cold bottle of water. Go get me a glass of room temperature water. According to accords, room temperature water is the best remedy to kickstart one’s day.”

“Room temperature water? What do you mean?” George was confused.

Susan explained, “Room temperature water is the most common tonic in Eurasia!”

Shawn yelled with a smile on his face, “I’ll go get it immediately!”

He rushed over to the participant’s lounge immediately and returned with a glass of room temperature water.

Shawn wished to be part of the miracle, even if it meant serving a glass of water.

He fed George’s father the glass of water once he returned to his side.

Finally, George’s father achieved a relatively healthier look as he slowly returned to his senses. He brought himself up and asked, “W-What’s wrong with me?”

George got worked up and rushed over. “Dad! You’re finally awake! That’s great!”

George’s father asked curiously, “George? You’ve grown so much… Wait! How long have I been unconscious?”

“About ten years,” replied Zeke.

“Ten years?” George’s father was dumbfounded. He turned around and looked in the direction of the source of the voice.

His heart pounded furiously the moment he saw Zeke.

This young man seems familiar! It feels like I’ve run into him once back in the day!

Subconsciously, George’s father was intimidated by Zeke’s presence. It felt like a relationship between those of prey and predator.