Albert patiently checked every single point on the patient’s back under everyone’s watchful eyes.
When Albert straightened, Jordan implored, “Dr. Larson, what’s the matter? Is there any hope for recovery?”
Although there was a slight possibility of the patient regaining consciousness, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the chances were close to zero. However, Jordan refused to lose hope.
“His nerves aren’t dead yet, so I’ll try my best to help…”
It would be difficult for Albert to help this comatose patient back then, especially since his strength hadn’t recovered.
Nevertheless, that wasn’t a problem now. All he had to do was expend a little more effort in order to achieve the desired results.
When Jordan heard those words, he almost shed tears of joy!
Due to his mistake, the operation ended in failure. Although he knew that the operation was highly risky, he had never thought that he would fail.
Ever since that day, the guilt had been gnawing at his heart, constantly reminding him that it was his fault that his patient was in such a terrible state. That was why he was desperate enough to try his luck with Albert.
Whenever he closed his eyes to rest, he couldn’t get a good night’s sleep. He would keep envisioning his patient being forced to stay in bed for the rest of his life with barely a chance of regaining consciousness in sight.
Fortunately that sliver of hope was now gleaming brighter than ever.
“Hold your horses. I still need to treat this patient, but this acupuncture requires my entire focus. You can stay behind and watch the procedure, but please don’t make any noise and disturb me…”
Emmanuel huffed and couldn’t help but mock him, “You’re really taking the term ‘miracle doctor’ seriously. Why would we need Western medicine if acupuncture was such a cure-all? How ridiculous…”
Jordan glared at Emmanuel with bloodshot eyes while he was spouting off without a care. It was clear that if he said one more word using such a tone, Jordan wouldn’t go easy on him.
The arrogant doctor quickly noticed Jordan’s glare and shut his mouth with a snap almost immediately. On the other hand, Albert was finally ready to start the procedure.
After he took a few steadying breaths, he gradually relaxed as he prepared to start.
When the others noticed his actions, Emmanuel, Kevin, and the rest stopped discussing the possibilities of Albert succeeding and merely stared at Albert quietly.
Frankly, they thought it was impossible for Albert to cure this patient. Regardless, they also didn’t want to cause any disturbances, fearing he would use that as an excuse for his imminent failure.
Albert didn’t care what they thought as he slowly opened his eyes and made his move. Every single move he made was lightning fast. They only saw him flick his wrist as he began and could barely catch the afterimages of his movements.
Before anyone could react, a silver needle was already inserted in the comatose patient’s back.
Unlike earlier, he had to use both hands throughout the entire procedure. Although the others treated his technique with scorn, they still couldn’t help but be impressed by his speed.
The silver needles were like rain as they fell in a constant pattern. The doctors standing to the side felt as though a needle was inserted onto the patient’s back with every blink they made. Although they weren’t able to make heads or tails of Albert’s rapid actions, they could feel the confidence and surety behind each rise and fall of his hands.
By the time he stopped, the patient’s back was riddled with needles.
His superiors looked at each other, too shocked to speak.
What was this technique?
On top of that, how could such an acupuncture procedure help this comatose person?
Once they had taken a good look at the patient’s back, they could tell that Albert had accurately hit seventy-two acupuncture points within minutes. Now they were certain that Albert possessed extraordinary knowledge in terms of traditional medicine.
Compared to the other doctors, who were rather stubborn in their ways, Roland had far more experience and knowledge regarding practices outside of Western medicine.
The instant Albert was done, Roland quickly identified this acupuncture method as the forgotten Divine Acupuncture Skill.
A medical skill that had been lost to history. Nonetheless, he didn’t make this known, as now wasn’t the time.
With that, everyone patiently waited for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Albert slowly removed the needles from the patient’s back. Then, he took out a medicine bottle containing an unknown elixir and stuffed it into the patient’s mouth. Finally, he gently tapped an acupuncture point, allowing the elixir to be safely consumed by the patient.
When Emmanuel noticed this, he wanted to say something and pick a fight with Albert. Unfortunately, when he saw everyone’s interested faces, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Soon, Albert breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. It wasn’t easy to cure nerve damage.
“All right, I’ve done what I can to reverse the damage done to his spinal cord. He will wake around this afternoon or tomorrow morning at the latest. Please refrain from giving the patients any solids within these few hours…”
He had indeed used the Divine Acupuncture Skill, but he had also transferred his nimbus into the patient’s body throughout the procedure.
The elixir that he had given to the patient was actually the Salem Healing Elixir, given to him by an anonymous disciple. Thus, be maximized the medicine’s effect through the combination of that elixir and his nimbus.
As for withholding solids, it was to prevent the patient’s food intake from affecting the efficacy of the medication.
“I understand… Thank you, miracle doctor, for helping me…” The vice president thanked Albert profusely as he hurriedly walked to the patient’s side to give him a checkup.
To his immense surprise, he saw his patient’s fingers twitching in response to outside stimuli as soon as he touched the patient’s wrist.
Naturally, this scene was also witnessed by the other doctors present. When Albert saw the shock on their faces, he didn’t say anything as he regarded them with a mysterious smile.
“Professor Kozak, you have to keep your word,” he drawled with a sly smirk playing on his lips.
He even reenacted Emmanuel’s actions and patted the bed beside him. His words were like a wake-up call as everyone instantly turned to stare at Emmanuel.
It was as though they were waiting for him to follow through with his proclamation by eating the hospital bed.